Whatever

Whatever.

Will you get off my case?

Hey, I'm not listening anyway.

All I hear is "Blah blah. I'm dumb."

Tell me, how does it feel to talk to yourself?

Ew. You have a booger.

Very interesting. I have no interest whatsoever.

Excuse me, I have to go puke. Your voice - its making me sick.

Really? You thought I was listening?

Whatever.

The End

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