Pt. 3

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Darz: pony, soda, other kids I don't care about. We have a problem

Pepsi-Cola: I'm at work dar, leave me alone

Horseman: yeah, and I'm at school

Darz: and I'm at our robbed house

MickyMouse: Who's rob? Is he hot? Is he southern??

NotYours: I'm rob, and I'm British

MickeyMouse: EVEN BETTER 😍

Darz: no there is no rob, and stop telling two that your rob Dallas.

Horseman: so, your telling me we got robbed AGAIN?!?

HandleTheRandle: wdym again?? What did I miss??

Pepsi-Cola: lots

Darz: we could've been socs, all of us if we never got robbed for 13 years

Jonnycakezz: THIRTEEN YEARS!! 🤯

Darz: no Jonny, 13

Pepsi-Cola: he just said that Darry, stop

Darz: not how I said it tho

NotYours: it doesn't matter supe

Darz: shut up Yorker

NotYours: ESCUSE ME

MickeyMouse: what's happening? What's a Yorker?

MickeyMouse: I think I drank to much beer...

Pepsi-Cola: ya think?

Darz: you heard me, your a Yorker

NotYours: well at least im someone, UNLIKE YOU POOR FOOLS

Horseman: WDYM? YOUR A GREASER TO! YOUR POOR

NotYours: NOT AS POOR AS YOU

NotYours: ILL ROB YOU GUYS AGAIN

Darz: again? ESCUSE ME?!?

NotYours: uh yeah... I've stolen your chocolate cakes before

HandleTheRandle: SO IT WAS YOU!!

Pepsi-Cola: ..shot me

Darz: ?? What did you just say??

Horseman: not soda ...

Pepsi-Cola: yes soda

HandleTheRandle: oh I know

Darz: speak now or forever hold your peace

HandleTheRandle: I hold my peace

Darz: alright, your funeral

Pepsi-Cola: noooo not Steve, he's the only one I have😭😭😭

Horseman: I'm hurt

HandleTheRandle: good

Horseman: shut up, your not welcome here

Pepsi-Cola: yes he is pone

Horseman: no

Pepsi-Cola: yes

Horseman: no

Pepsi-Cola: yes

HandleTheRandle: yes sirrrr

Horseman: ugh whatever

Horseman: come'on Jonny, let's go to the park

Jonnycakezz: alr

Pepsi-Cola: my babies are so grown up😢

HandleTheRandle: it's okay sodi, I'm still here for you

Pepsi-Cola: aww I love you Stevie <33

HandleTheRandle: i love you to <333

NotYours: ..someone please shot me.

Darz: gladly.

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