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Today my brother and I yelled at an offending piece of grass that had the balls to be in our swimming poor. I'm almost sure we were screaming naughty words at it, but it was in gibberish and a I don't speak gibberish so I'm not sure. And after we were through yelling and it still stayed floating calmly in our pool, my brother ran up to it and proceeded to beat it unmercifully. I almost cried for the poor piece of grass (almost). After a few seconds he forgot what he was doing and went back to splashing me... I really miss that grass.
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