to preface the following short story, you have to understand that for the past couple of days, i've been watching pretty much just degrassi high and "let's go to the mall".
so i was over at my friend michael's last night, and at one point when i was talking, i saw a weird look on his face. but i didn't say anything. but then, the next time i said something, i heard my own voice, and it sounded like i was trying to talk with a canadian accent. so i said "maybe i've been watching too much degrassi, boot it sounds like i'm talking in a canadian accent." michael said "you kinda are." so i shut up and had some special smoke and we didn't speak of it the rest of the night. the end.
what? i said it was a short story. geez.
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