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she smirked. Then it clicked on Trevor “ Your ex-wife of Vincent Blackwood…” “I’m that popular, we all want one thing… money… So are you in?” She stretched forth her hand. Trevor looked at it, contemplating. His dead eyes were once again brought to life. He shook it. “Where do we start?”

HOW COME YOU ARE SO DUMB? Will_the_devil REASON NUMBER 1: I WAS BROUGHT UP IN A PALACE. REASON NUMBER 2: I NEVER CAME IN CONACT WITH ANY OTHER KID FROM OUTSIDE OF THE PALACE. REASON NUMBER 3: I NEVER HAD FRIENDS AND NEVER FELT THE NEED TO LEARN THIS GEN Z VOCABULARY. I_pooped :000 THAT'S KINDA SAD, YOU KNOW. Will_the_devil ... I_pooped

I have this feeling it is going to be his favourite one, truth or dare and looking at the degree of our drunkenness, it is going to be that one. Brody ~”Okay ladies and gents, now I know no one has the brain capacity for monopoly, we going to do a round of truth or dare.” Damon ~”Your damn ass, I have more than the brain capacity, I can beat all you dumb asses.” Brody ~”Okay then, how many train stations are there?” Damon ~”Two.” Brody ~”I rest my case.” Damon ~”You are such a dumbass.” Brody ~”And you have never been good at games.”

Growing, Adulf Cain had asked many stupid questions. Stupid because Damaris Cain didn't know exactly what he was talking about. Too much reading, which was good, but humiliating if you couldn't tell your son whether bluebloods had been canceled or capernaum destroyed, or what, in biology, oogonia stood for.

he stuttered in shock, feeling like he was facing an unstoppable force pushing him against his will. “Why? What’s wrong?” she innocently asked. “What do you mean what’s wrong?! Did you ever consider thinking about how you answer?” he confusedly asked. “I do, but what’s wrong going together? You have no umbrella, right? It would also be a bad thing if you waited here until the rain let up and we have no assurance that the rain will stop yet right now." she explained. "Where will you be heading after this rain anyway?”

malamyang sagot ng iba. Bigla tuloy napakunot ang noo ni Teacher Fernando at matalim kaming tinignan. “I don’t like your tones! I already said not to slack off you greenhorns! Are you all dumb, stupid, or plain dumb!? Now, do you all understand!” I blinked multiple times. “Yes Teacher Fernando!” all of us intensely responded at same time. Wow grabe naman, talagang inulit pa yung salitang dumb ng dalwang beses. I can’t help but to shiver silently.

“Is it morning already? Did I do something horrible or embarrassing again last night? Ugh! I don’t want to open my eyes!” It’s the same line that I have been saying for the past week. I’m Vladimir something, No, my last name isn’t Something, I just don’t know it. I can’t seem to remember everything about me yet. Last week -

squeeze. Sister Mary laughs softly. “No, no. We use our real names. You’re funny.” Of course I’m funny. I’m not even trying. It’s a legit question. Why do all these nuns have names that sound like they came out of a catalog? “You two haven’t introduced yourselves to me,” she says. Huh. I thought they already knew everyone here. Guess they’re letting anyone in without background checks. Whatever. Not my problem. “I’m Damian,” the grumpy dude says.

There was a duo of dumb and dumber because how did the second one manage to say something even more stupid than the first? "Oh what I would do to get to hit that, maybe with what nice about it the commander will let us share? " I looked down at Damian to see his reaction but it seems most of his attention had already been claimed by the press ups no surprise about that it would be weird if he was more focused on me than the exercise he came to do in the first place he was now moving faster and I was impressed by his form and everything I didn't know much about exercise but I would have to endure this strain on my muscle everyday because of several reasons.