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Josh: *Slams my fist on the door* Oi Deaf boy! Dying here!
Pitch. Your banned.
Josh: *Leans against the cell, Clutching my side* Can you at least stop the bleeding spaniard.
Veteran Terrorist.
Josh: *Walks around in my cell, holding a hand over my wound to stop blood loss*
I only have 1
Josh: *Looks up at the spaniard* Water...Please...
10 comets please
Haha I only have 1 Santa.
Another dj like me.
Josh: *Struggles to sit up, coughing blood* Can't you just get it over and done with...?
Accepted.
Another one of them "Guys"
Yes until the 24th.
Josh: *Lays quietly waiting for the hanging*
((Totally)
((Oh yeah, because being on the football team is so like that. You idiot. ))
Josh: Actually... *The entire jock team stands up at the front* Theres 11 of us and 5 of you. Jock team captain: You better back the fuck off!
((Don't forget I'm already dying here. I have a sword wound straight in my lung))
Josh: *Knees him in the face and pushes him to the ground* Self defense comes in handy. Maybe you should get off this bus before I kill your sorry...