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Jun 14, 2010 22:38

[It's morning in Camp Fuck You Die. And on this glorious, otherwise average morning, one Scott Summers is blindly feeling his way around camp, wearing nothing but pajama pants and a pair of slippers. Yes, no glasses this time despite what the icons say. His eyes are shut tight, his hair looking rather ragged. In his hands are the smoking remnants of a pair of cheap, red sunglasses.]

Alright, this officially stopped being funny a long time ago. Can I have my glasses back now?
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