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== Anonymous 04/08/12 (Sun) 22:32:49 No.392045038 ==
Neal part 3 (someone archive this shit please)
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>Be in 2nd marking period now
>Neal had been suspended pulverizing James nuts
>He's back now
>I have started to look forward to our days helping the tards just because of Neal
>Unfortunately it's not that day
>Be in art class
>Teacher says we have a tard coming to our class from now on cus the school has started new integration program for tards
>Neal walks through the fucking door
>"Class this is Neal"
>"Hello Neal" we said in unison as I waved
>"Haypil"
>Teacher lets him sit next to me cus he knows me
>James walks into class after him
>Ohshitnigger.jpg
>James is introduced to class and is put at the same table as us just by luck
>We are starting water color painting right now
>Neal decides he wants to paint an apple, cus that's what I was painting
>James starts shit with us because he's a dick
>"Yur apals luk lik shet"
>Neal ignores him because... well because he's fuckin neal he doesn't give a fuck
>James obviously angered by being ignored by me and Neal pours all of his paint onto my painting
>Don't give a fuck, but Neal sure as hell did
>Commence raptard roar short burst mode (this is when I found out that short bursts means he's about to wreck shit)
>Neal throws all his paint right into james eyes as the class looks on in horror
>"MUY AIS"
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== Anonymous 04/08/12 (Sun) 22:33:28 No. 392045147 ==
fuck this flood detection Stories of Neal cont.
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>James can't see shit and Neal has not taken out skittles that I assume he had hid in the foreskin of his penis (I found he's uncircumcised in a later incident) and begins pelting james with them
>He's hurling these at mach 5 speeds into him
>James falls off of the stool he is sitting on and brings the girl sitting next to him along too
>Neal walks around the table, picks up the paint and slowly empties it onto both James and the girl (it is apparent that Neal does not give two shits about civilian casualties)
>The roar has stopped
>Kids are all huddled into the corner aside from me, the two tards, and the poor girl caught in the mix
>Teachers signals for tardwranglers waiting outside, james and Neal are picked up and taken from the classroom
>Neal is in complete and utter peace while being carried away, he simply waves at me
>"buypil"
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And that was the end of the schools integration program after the girl who got wreckeds parents attempted to sue the school
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