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—the guys—
:chat created by kendoll at 5:67 pm:
kendoll: hey gang
marshman: cartmans not in this chat??
marshman: i mean thats not a bad thing but
kendoll: exactly
jinger: Oh HELL YES.
jinger: Kenny, you are my hero.
kendoll: ya i know
marshman: is this to wrangle more money out of him?
kendoll: actually no for once
kendoll: i try to wait until he gets his allowance
kendoll: for maximum cash
kendoll: like if i do it too much and ask for too much money hell probably get suspicious of me or smth
kendoll: which i dont wanna risk
marshman: isn’t he like...your main income
kendoll: no i have jobs
kendoll: not like permanent jobs but i do stuff
kendoll: payment differs
marshman: dude i didnt need your life story
kendoll: i was born with glass bones and paper skin every morning i break my legs and every afternoon i break my arms at night i lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep
jinger: Why do you remember that?
kendoll: stan just blocked me
kendoll: success fellas