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Guys did you know
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No
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Lemme complete wtf
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No
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Is he on his man period or smth?
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That's a thing?
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Jeongin no
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Then why did he-
YOU CONFUSE ME
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He sounds like the child version of Eren Jaeger with all that aggression
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Big words Hyunjin
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That's not the only big thing I have
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EWWWWWW
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Bestie you're stealing my spotlight
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What did I do?
I meant I have a big heart
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.....oh
I'm glad
You know what else is big?
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Your feet, Chan
We know
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ಥ‿ಥ
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I was saying smth?
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Shhhh everyone
Go on
Changbin is typing...
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MOOOOOOOO
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What the-
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Jisung -_-
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Okay sorry
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I'm gonna give up
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Naww try again
Changbin is typing...
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WINKING COW WINKING COW
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I hate myself for laughing at this
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And out of billions, this is the one I chose
Sigh
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Ofc bby ;))
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How is he so chill about this...?
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Lmao he's trying to act chill
He just sent me these privately
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AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
#EXPOSED
#DOOMED
#DEAD
#WINKINGCOW
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#PleaseMakeWinkingCowAnInsideJoke
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Ayo where is this conversation going
I'm so confuzzled
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Apparently I was about to give y'all some important piece of info but minsung ruined it
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Minsung hmmm I like the sound of that
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No comments
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Awww
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No comments, Minho?
Are you sure?
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I hate you.
I fucking hate you.
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*sips tea*
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*slurps noodles*
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*licks ice cream*
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*burps*
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BYE
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Lee Minho?
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Yeah?
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My crush is ugly
But "gly" is silent
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OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH
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OH SHITTTTT
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Hyunjin why are we so quiet
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You wanna date me? ;)))
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NO I MEANT WHY ARENT WE YELLINGNGSKDJHDKDJS
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Oh okay
HSJSHSJDKDJSHSDSHDJDHDMDJDJDJDHGDHDNDJDKFKFHDJDKDE-
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Yeah that's more like it :DD
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So you wanna ummm 👉👈
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No sex before marriage
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👍🏻👍🏻
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Wait I meant will you date me-
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Uh
Sure
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DID HE REALLY-
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AHHHHH I CAN'T BELIEVE MY EYES!!!!!!
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JISUNGIEEEEEEEE CONGRATSSS
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HSKSUSJSKS IM SO HAPPY
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Congratulations!! :)
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Why isn't Jisung responding?
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I bet he passed out
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Ah yes, here we go
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Are we still making winking cow a thing?
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