Here is the conversation my roommate and I had just a few minutes ago.
Max-"We should mess with Gavin's stuff while he is gone."
Tom-"Weird because I was talking with them about fucking with you while you were gone yesterday."
Max-"Haha, thanks."
Tom-"Yeah, I was thinking for your birthday I'd buy you a ton of Great Value Pop Tarts. Brown sugar cinnamon ones! Then I wouldn't give you the receipt so you couldn't return them!"
Max-"That'd be crazy!"
Tom-"Yeah, I'm one diabolical s.o.b."
Oh, he better not.
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