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i woke up in da morning and i tuk my fone, told evryvon i woke up and put my fone on a table. i got dress and sho and some oder stuf. i vent down and loked at my mum and told her "hi s8n" and relized i forgot my fone so i ran up the stairs, tok my fone and named it patrik. i went to skool aka. hel and said 'hey m8' to ma clasm8s. My techer was bad and i hate her. But i have patrik da fone so im ok. 4 da last time patrik, shut up.

A/N: This is not meant to be taken seriously. Welp... Bye.

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