Thread:TheMaximumMatt/@comment-30953185-20180719180808/@comment-31647719-20180728134108

Clyde: (to Wretched; offended) Hey, that's way different, dude!

Wretched: (unfazed) Keep telling yourself that.

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[Clyde then elbows Lincoln.]

Lincoln: Ow! Clyde, what the heck?!

Clyde: Sorry, dude. I think this story is rubbing off on me.

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Clyde: (to Wretched; regains composure) Look, dude, all I'm saying is that you're being a complete j-

SPLAT!

(Wretched slams some spaghetti into Clyde's face, knocking him down.)

Wretched: (to Clyde; smirking) Would you like some parmesan cheese to go with that?

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Carol: Attacking the only person that stood up for him? What a bratty little ingrate!

Lincoln: And I would never do that to Clyde, no matter how angry I am.

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(Clyde wipes of the spaghetti from his face, and looks at Wretched with horror. Feeling very upset that his best friend might truly be gone.)

Rusty: (to Wretched; very concerned) Lincoln, why did you-

SPLAT!

(He slams nachos with cheese into Rusty's face.)

Wretched: (smirking) Because I can.

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Lincoln; Yeah, and we hate you for that.

Lucy: This is just unpleasant. Lincoln could never be this much of a bully