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[tracksuitwinner]

*move over, noobspeaker. there is a new megaphone in town, and it's in the hand of one tracksuited babe standing in the middle of camp.*

ATTENTION!!!Good. Now that you're all bright eyed and bushy tailed, we can get down to business. You've likely heard who I am by now, and frankly, yes, I have time for an autograph session. Unfortunately for you

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[gunsmoking]

I don't get it.

[thispersnickety]

Well, you will suit the uniform.

[gunsmoking]

No.

[thispersnickety]

We'll have to find you some pom poms that go with your hair.

[gunsmoking]

I am not a cheerleader!

[thispersnickety]

If it's up to tall, blonde and crazy over there, you soon will be.

[gunsmoking]

But I'm a guy.

[thispersnickety]

I think the technical, although debasing term is "queerleader".

[gunsmoking]

I am no leader of queers.

[thispersnickety]

You tell her that. I want to watch her walk all over you.

[gunsmoking]

I could take her.

[thispersnickety]

I'm not sure about that, you know. She looks like she's got a lot of anger.

[gunsmoking]

So do I.

[thispersnickety]

I guess that means I won't be seeing you with pom poms and pigtails. Now I'm disappointed.

[gunsmoking]

Perv.

[thispersnickety]

Maybe.