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| Son, I was a bad little boy just like you when I was your age. They tried every punishment in the world, but I wouldn't stop being bad. | |
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| Then one day your grandmother said she would have sexual relations with me if I raised all of my grades up to a B average and stopped getting into trouble. | |
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| So son, as of today, you have until your next report card to get your grades up or else I'm going to fuck you. No exceptions. | |
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| Report cards come out tomorrow... | |
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