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[runningmouth]

Okay, forget embarrassing. Camp, how am I supposed to go to the bathroom if I can't take these damn clothes off?

For those of you who are thinking of commenting, I've prepared my replies:
1) Shut up.
2) I hate you.
3) Die.

By the way, you might want to watch out for the Jack O Lantern that's appeared outside our cabin. Apparently, some of the

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[notforriding]

I'll trade you if you want.

[runningmouth]

...yeeeah, I'm fine with this.

[notforriding]

Was worth a try.

[runningmouth]

Did you ever think maybe this wouldn't have happened to you if you didn't touch yourself at night?

[notforriding]

I don't touch myself. And I don't think I ever will after this.

[runningmouth]

Don't worry, I'm sure you have people for that.

[notforriding]

Exactly.

[runningmouth]

Those poor, poor bastards.

[notforriding]

What about the guys who have to tend to this body back home?

[runningmouth]

So you're one of those evil emperors. Someone's going to behead you someday, you know.

[notforriding]

I'm a good emperor! But Yzma's got the whole royal advisor position so she's got certain specific perks with the job.

[runningmouth]

That's your royal advisor?

Yeah, now I know who's going to do the beheading.

[notforriding]

... Yzma would do that, you think?

[runningmouth]

Yeah, she's got "evil advisor" stamped all over her. You're how old?

[notforriding]

Seventeen, eighteen soon. I always thought she just had "old bag" stamped on her.

[runningmouth]

Oh man. Can you imagine that? You've been working your whole life, and this little prat is born into all this power. 18 years old and ruling the kingdom? Ha! Not while she's around!