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Inky Molina: You know smores? With marshmallow and grahmgnghdg crackers and chocolate? Ok so imagine smoths. It's smores, but with a dead moth replacing either the marshmallow or the chocolate. Smoths. SMOTHS
lupindymion: Okay Carly.
lupindymion: That is retarded.
Inky Molina: FUCK YOU.
lupindymion: And here's what we're gonna do.
lupindymion: We're never going to speak of this again.
Inky Molina: No come on.
lupindymion: Because it's retarded.
Inky Molina: Smoths mmm.
Inky Molina: c'mon
lupindymion: Can we do that, carly?
Inky Molina: no
Inky Molina: I'LL NEVER HIDE SMOTHS.
Inky Molina: I WILL SING THE PRAISES OF SMOTHS FROM HIGH AND LOW.
lupindymion: Then you, Carly, are the one who is retarded.
Inky Molina: God why don't you go borrow a book on tape from the library and keep it for like years and then hide from the library in fear.
lupindymion: God you borrow one book on tape from the library and keep it for years and then hide from the library in fear and no one ever lets you forget it.
Inky Molina: Well unlike you I never want to forget smoths.
lupindymion: Good 'cos I'm not gonna let you.
lupindymion: When you come to your senses and realize how retarded you are being right now, I'll be waiting.
lupindymion: To mock you.
Inky Molina: Good. Cos I love smoths. I want to make some smoths right now but I can't cos I don't have moths or anything.
My soul has completed its journey; Nirvana awaits.
lupindymion: Okay Carly.
lupindymion: That is retarded.
Inky Molina: FUCK YOU.
lupindymion: And here's what we're gonna do.
lupindymion: We're never going to speak of this again.
Inky Molina: No come on.
lupindymion: Because it's retarded.
Inky Molina: Smoths mmm.
Inky Molina: c'mon
lupindymion: Can we do that, carly?
Inky Molina: no
Inky Molina: I'LL NEVER HIDE SMOTHS.
Inky Molina: I WILL SING THE PRAISES OF SMOTHS FROM HIGH AND LOW.
lupindymion: Then you, Carly, are the one who is retarded.
Inky Molina: God why don't you go borrow a book on tape from the library and keep it for like years and then hide from the library in fear.
lupindymion: God you borrow one book on tape from the library and keep it for years and then hide from the library in fear and no one ever lets you forget it.
Inky Molina: Well unlike you I never want to forget smoths.
lupindymion: Good 'cos I'm not gonna let you.
lupindymion: When you come to your senses and realize how retarded you are being right now, I'll be waiting.
lupindymion: To mock you.
Inky Molina: Good. Cos I love smoths. I want to make some smoths right now but I can't cos I don't have moths or anything.
My soul has completed its journey; Nirvana awaits.