I woke up this morning. I ate some Frosted Mini-Wheats. Then I was bored for a while. Then after that I laid on my bed and stared at the celling. But just then, as I was about to die of blandness, Mike called and said, "Hey, you wanna go paint-balling?" Then of course I was like, "Gee Golly, that would sure be radical!" So then we paint-balled. I
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