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Jisung created the group 'Triangle's butt day'
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Tell me why I instantly knew who triangle was 😭😭
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It's like a preloaded info in our heads now
Changbin = triangle
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Hehe thanks
ANYWAYS
I'VE BEEN EXPECTING YOU
LET ME ENLIGHTEN YOU WITH THIS GENIUS IDEA
AND THE REASON WHY I DIDN'T ADD CHANGBIN IN THIS GROUP
WE ARE GOING TO SURPRISE CHANGBIN ON HIS BIRTHDAY TOMORROW
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He has a birthday?
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.....
Tell me again why I was shipped with him
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Hyunjin
He didn't appear out of thin air
Unlike you
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Now that his birth has been established
What are we gonna surprise him with?
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I know exactly what to do
But in a much more real sense
I have no idea what to do
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Please it's Michael Scott all over again
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I'd sell my whole life for being Dwight
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ISSA CHANGBIN'S BIRTHDAY
DONT SELL YOUR LIFE YET
WE NEED TO SURPRISE HIM FIRST
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Ooh damn
Minho's yelling
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Sometimes I just feel like using a knife for cutting vegetables
But instead of vegetables, there should be people's heads
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Slaughterer au
This y/n is ready papi
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Jisung's head next
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No please
It's a party, not a sacrifice
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Don't hurt my Sungie :((
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AHHHHH CUTEEEEEE
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I'm cuter
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AHHHHH CUTEEEEEE
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He really just copy pasted the same words for both of them
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He's been learning from me
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Caught in 4k
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ANYWAYS
What do we do for Changbin?
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Hmm
How about
We gift him the leaning tower of Pisa?
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Omg yes
He'd be so happy
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...what would he do with it?
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Show it off
Slide down the building from the leaning side like wheeee
And conduct orgies
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How to unsee
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Ay ay ay listen
What if we gifted him a diamond bracelet?
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Tf?
He'd honestly be satisfied if we completed his homework
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Nah I can't afford that
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So you can afford diamond bracelets and a goddamn tower but can't do his homework?
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Ofc
Does that not make sense?
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No
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Meanie :((
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Let's think of something realistic
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Let's just gift him a new pair of bathroom slippers
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That is SO random
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Lmao look who's talking
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No no let's gift him smth useful
How about...
A tree?
That's kinda useful riii?
He can inhale oxygen from it
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Not you too Lix T_T
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My buddy ain't wrong
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Alriiii so let's pool in money to buy a fucking tree
And gift it to a guy who clearly doesn't fucking need oxygen when he raps
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...alright that's a point
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Please gift me a bar of chocolate and complete my homework
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...........
Jisung did you check twice that you didn't add him before making the group?
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Fuck.
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Omg he used punctuation
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Jisung why (༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ)
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I'M SORRY YOU GUYS
THIS WAS GENUINELY NOT ON PURPOSE
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Ah, so it seems like we don't need to gift him anything, now that there's no surprise left
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No wait
I want a gift
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Ahahaha no
It's too late
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But-
Tf-
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Happy butt day binnie (✿^‿^)
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WHAT ABOUT THE GIFT?
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