You have destroyed the pile of clothes that I have so neatly folded and stacked on your bed by running and jumping into the middle of the stacks as though it's a big pile of leaves. Then you wad them up and SHOVE them in your drawers when I give you the evil eye. It's ok, REALLY, just don't be surprised when I show up at school with your jock strap on my head.
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