Not again...

Connor: Alright, I gotta go
Dylan: peace
Dylan: you leave to damn early :|
Connor: Not my fault
Dylan: it was 8:30 yesturday when you left
Dylan: LAME
Dylan: :P
Connor: UR LAYME
Dylan: GO TO BED
Dylan: JERK
Dylan: :P
Connor: YOU GOT THAT DAMN SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD AGAIN
Connor: YOU FUCKER
Connor: I WILL COME TO YOUR HOUSE AND MURDER YOU
Connor: IN YOUR SLEEP
Dylan: I SORRY
Connor: NO
Dylan: YES
Connor: THAT DOES NOT NEARLY MAKE UP FOR IT
Connor: YOUR INJUSTICES
Connor: RRRRGGGGGHHH
Dylan: PA-PA-PA POKER FACE
Connor: BYE

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