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But maybe I picked the wrong group of girls to approach with a virtual box of chocolates. I mean, I’ve heard they get mood swings, but usually it doesn’t end in cleaver swings.

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I mean, I’ve heard girls get trained in self-defense now, but this is ridiculous. Concealed weapons law anyone?

But what’s left of my stabbified, scorched body reminds you:
Remember, it’s not as bad as it seems. Real girls may throw sticks and stones, and their words may hurt you, but at least you’re not getting disemboweled and vaporized.

Or something.

Man, that’s a horrible moral of the story. Here’s my reaction to it (as well as my reaction to realizing how hard it is to stage one of these, I bow to Lawson and the like):

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Well, I hope that amused you anyway. I’m in good spirits this Feburary of 14th. No reason not to be.

-CCY who
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(P.S. Patchy > Marisa and Hanyuu >= Rika > Rena, but I digress and couldn’t find good images)