Wait! Over there; I see her! The Vanna White lookalike running in stiletto heels with a huge, bulging backpack. She must have taken the laptops meant for US. She was the only person with access to the prizes before the competition that WE won. All that time and effort, practicing our unique talent, and no laptop for when I go to Harvard next month?
I’m..run…ning….aft…er…..her…she won’t get away!
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Whistling Dixie
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Whistling Dixie
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