DrWorm (drworm) wrote,

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I hate you, Austin...

You going down... sometime this year. Creepy little prick.

Three of my classes! Why must he be in three of my classes? I seriously believe that someone out there is setting this up so that I have to rip his head off before the end of winter break.

We are not pleased by the fact that he gets to do whatever the fuck he wants in art assignments. We are not pleased by the way he seems to like to put down anything he doesn't understand. We have begun telling him thusly. Soon, we will begin telling him to get the fuck away from us.

Austin. I have pinned an invisible bullseye to your chest. I'm hoping the sniper starts migrating toward the Ohio area... and when he does... your days are numbered.

You going down...

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