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Even now at your job, there is a freak. There is a wierd guy at every job that makes you concernacis everytime he's around. And the strange thing is, it's the same guy at every single job you go to. Right? He's there, you quit, you go to the new job and your like, "Oh my god! Isn't that the guy from the other job? That's the guy! The scary guy!....Why am I talking in such a high voice?! It's rediculous! It makes no sense! Unnnh!" No body talks to that guy. You don't talk to that guy. He's got the blue blocker glasses on, you never see his eyes, and nobody talks to that guy. If you're in the break room with a couple of your friends, right? And you see him come morphing in out of your periph, The second he comes in you're like, "Hey, do you guys wanna get the ******** outta the break room? What do you guys wanna do? Let's go up onto the roof and break dance." Nobody talks to that guy. But let me tell you something: Any job I've ever had in my life, I talk to that guy. I would talk to him, I'd find him on purpose and I would have little chit-chats with him. And I would be very interested. I'd be like, "And by the way, here's a Snickers. That's for you. Peanuts, caramel, put that in your mouth and enjoy that. You know why I talk to that guy? Cause when that day finally comes when he *poof* snaps, and he comes into work with a sawed off shotgun, walkin' through the halls CHICK-CHICK BOOM! CHICK-CHICK BOOM! CHICK-CHICK-BOOM! And he finally gets to my office, he's gonna be like, "*gasp*!....Thanks for the candy." CHICK-CHICK BOOM! CHICK-CHICK BOOM! CHICK-CHICK-BOOM! You laugh now but you know Monday morning you're gonna be like, "Hey Marcus. How was your weekend? What did you do? Here. I bought you some pens for your crazy pocket. I know you love pens. And I happen to love pens too. We should get together sometime and talk about pens. Just sit around and talk about pens. Inks, pens, caps, I love em'.

Think of the group of people you've known longest in your life. Think of the group of friends you've hung out with the most. Maybe you're all here tonight. And this is what I've realized. I had an epiphony and here it is right here: There is one person in every group of friends that nobody ******** likes. You basically keep them there to hate their guts. When that person is not around the rest of your little base camp, your hobby is cutting that person down. Example: Karren is always a douche bag. Every group has a Karren and she's always a bag of douche! And when she's not around, you just look and eachother and go, "God Karren! She's such a douche bag!"....Until she walks up and then you're like, "Hey! What's up Kar? Kaaaaar. What's up Kar?" There's always that one person and I'm lookin' out and some of you are like, "Mmmmmm I disagree." Well you're the person! You're the person nobody likes! Your whole life that person has been there too. Right. That's how Brian is in our group. Nobody likes Brian. Yet everywhere we go, Brian would show up. Even if we didn't tell him where we were going. We would go some place and he would do that "I just found you" run. "HAHAHAHA! Hey guys. What's up guuuuuuuys?" And one of us would always see him and warn the rest of the group. We'd be like, "********' Brian's coming." "....What?!" "********' Brian's coming!" That's his name: ********' Brian's coming. I heard a rumor when he was born even the doctor said, "Shhh! ********' Brian's coming. Let's get this Demon Seed outta here." That's what I'm saying.

.::Friend of Halo-ex::.





















































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