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GUYS
GUYS I AM RUNNING OUT OF CAKE
WHAT DO I DO
THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE
OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD

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[Despite the fact that this proves he knows how the closets work and is just OUT OF HIS FUCKING MIND thanks to no cake, he gets a pencil and shoves it through the hole. Which might be just at the right angle to make it clear that John could be watching him in his bed.]

[See Dave. See Dave see the pencil. See Dave walk over to the offending pencil. See Dave take that fucking thing before returning to his desk.]

Edited 2011-06-30 02:24 (UTC)

[Congratulations, John Egbert, you have successfully confused the fuck out of your best friend.]

[There is a very, very long pause. There are options going through his mind, and he's also thinking that either this isn't John or somebody slipped him something.]

[Okay he really sucks at this apparently.]

[This is strike two. Strike one was the cake.]

[And then he never does. :D]

[That's okay, Dave considers the hole important enough to not forget to seal it with an ironically cool poster.]

[DAMNIT.

Time to drill a new one.

Right now.

Right this instant.

With a power drill.]

[That is not a pleasant sound.]

[~Self-fulfilling prophecy~.]

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