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[my_name_now]

[It's been one week since the inhabitants of Camp Fuck You Die received little computerized bundles of joy. Some of you wound up with twins, triplets, or a baker's dozen (koffMasonkoff). Some of you may have gotten very attached to your eggs, and love them as your own. Some of you still can't stand the fucking things. In any case, your week of

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[alwaysuserubber]

[A GIANT STUFFED BEETLE PLUSHIE JUST FOR ME kyaaaa]

Zoro!! Oi, Zoro!

[archaelologist]

You can bury this one.

[alwaysuserubber]

No way!

[archaelologist]

But it's a beetle.

[alwaysuserubber]

Not a real one!

[archaelologist]

...

[alwaysuserubber]

[it's so cute askldjalsd]

[archaelologist]

I suppose that means you and Zoro did well.

[alwaysuserubber]

Damn right!

[archaelologist]

Good job, papa.

[alwaysuserubber]

Hahaha! So Zoro's the mama! I thought so!

[archaelologist]

He seemed more fitting for the role.

[alwaysuserubber]

I guess he did a great job, 'cause it hatched out something for him, too!

[archaelologist]

Another beetle?

[alwaysuserubber]

Nah!

[jerks a thumb at the big bottle of sake surrounded by bits of egg shell]

[archaelologist]

...I really should have guessed.