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Still not sure what to put here. About  

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Perhaps. Business has been rather tedious lately, so to speak.

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I await your gift with baited breath.

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I am fairly sure I just stated it was not a gift.

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Is it soon.

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Not necessarily, I happened upon more photography you may find interesting. My actions are not nearly as akin to gift exchange as your previous offering of jewelry.

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So when are you gonna give me your gift.

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I suppose that is positive news. If you had expired, my borderline hoarding of early morning photography would have been purposeless. I dislike actions without purpose.

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So, you got me a gift?

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ambiguousinquisitiveness replied to your post:I’ve arrived.

I am glad. I was beginning to grow concerned you’d fallen victim to one of your countless human biological vulnerabilities.

Nah. Still alive and kicking.

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I’ve arrived.

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I am very slow when it comes to social interaction.

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+1

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dothemindything

FASCINATING. FASCINATING AND TRUE. BUT HEY, YOUR CELLS ARE STILL ACTIVE. YOU COULD GAIN A FEW INCHES. THAT’S ONE THING SOLVED. LOOK OUT, NANCY DREW, I’M ALL UP ON YOUR ASS. BAIL NOW, YOUR JOB IS MINE.

ASIDE FROM THE DEPTH OF YOUR MANY SORROWS, I REMAIN AGONIZINGLY NEUTRAL TOWARDS MEETING YOU. BUT THAT NEUTRALITY COULD ALWAYS CHANGE TO SOMETHING POSITIVE. WE JUST DON’T KNOW. POINT IS, MY NAME IS FUTUREKAT, AND IT IS AWFULLY NEITHER BAD NOR GOOD TO MEET YOU, DIRK.

IN ADVANCE, I’D LIKE TO APOLOGIZE FOR MY INABILITY TO CUT DOWN CONVERSATIONS ON THIS GODDAMN PHONE. I TRY SO HARD NOT TO LEAVE TRAILS OF TEXT EVERYWHERE, BUT AS OF RIGHT NOW, I AM FAILING EVERYONE AS AN EXCELLENT POST-CUTTER.

You’re pretty long-winded. I don’t mean that negatively, it’s actually useful when having a conversation, as I don’t really speak that much in general. Futurekat, though, that’s a pretty interesting name. There a reason you’re called that?

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Involved.

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This engine is taking longer to fix than intended.

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Kind of desolate.

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I hate this, because the only thing he has to say in order to really get to me is, “How’s your leg?”

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I’d be amused if it weren’t for the fact that led to a coughing fit and inevitable vomiting.

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automatedruler:

I am glad you caught onto my thirteen year old child sense of humor, I was beginning to think you would not notice it.

I notice, I just don’t care enough to give you the satisfaction of pointing it out excessively in an indignant manner. I do believe, however, such an antagonism would be far more enjoyable with vocal/expression accompaniment. So I do not see why you find so much enjoyment in something so imbecilic, perhaps it’s a regression into old roots. Becoming who you truly are, soul searching in a way, for that moronic 13 year old you really are inside. 

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That was also a lie.

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automatedruler:

I know. Hold on. I am calculating something. Robo-calculating… Robo-calculating… Robo-calculating… My calculations tell me that you are, as my thousands of saved memes can confirm, ‘fuckign pissed now, scrublords’ and should really ‘calm the mammary glands within the milk producing lumps of skin on your chest area.’

Luckily I can’t exactly feel anything currently but slight annoyance, although it’s not enough to get an actually rise out of me. Again, A Good Try™, but still needs work. Maybe throw in a “Your Mom” joke to really seal the 13 year old humor aesthetic.