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A long, long time ago (a couple of days ago), in a building far, far away (Dey Hall), a group of otaku convened, chanting "Allegiance or death: GREASE DUMPSTER!" |
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When what to wandering TA's eyes should appear, but a Oldsmobile Delta 88 pulled by tiny pikachus. |
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And then the tall figure of a man known simply as "Ben with the hat," opened his mouth & spoke, much to the awe of the otaku masses: "Pikachu's cool. Wanna play Smash Bros?" |
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There were many that blinked, then turned back to their anime flashing across the screen. This was the scene that insued: Robin sat reading yet another fantasy novel and Scott-sempai was rubbing his chest. |
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Glenda spoke up. "Hey Erin! Where's Deandra?" Erin: "Doing laundry..." Ru, Glenn, & Kamboku snicker as everyone else rests back in their seats & watch the show as Phil-sama anounces, "Okay, let's watch some cartoons..." |
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To the main page |
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On to the essence of Purple Passion |
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