So I look over to my right and there is some blond 5 year old boy riffling through a box of plastic, large pellet guns that is under the office's fax machine. I do not know why a box of pellet guns is under the fax machine. I also do not know why there is a 5 year old blond boy in the office.
The plot thickens when a little blond girl of approximately the same age approaches him. She says:
"Bryce, you're gonna get in big trouble, mom said if you shoot those at someone you're gonna be in BIG trouble, you're gonna get spanked...IN THE BUTT."
As I write, I hear one of the guns go off from the next room. It sounds like this:
BLCCCCAAACCCKKCKCKCKCKCAKKAKCKCK
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