I'm sitting a the desk in the top of the Tech Center. J is on facebook. J is addcited to facebook. J is also covered in glitter. Why is J covered in glitter you may ask? I would tell you, but I must not. It is a top secret of epic doom which must not be told to anybody. Now J is making strange sounds with his mouth. He says "What's on my mind? my hat. and thats it." He taps his fingers. "Hold on," he says, "am I part of this?" He starts to read what I'm writing and buries his face in the epic shame of doom.
Im sick of epic doom.
He wants to know if i'm really going to post this.
IN YO FACE.
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