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It's 5:22 am and I'm sick as hell and can't sleep so I'm just sitting here thinking about the turtles.
I can totally imagine one of those rare days in the lair where everyone is doing their own thing quietly; Leo's reading at the table, Donnie's doing something at his mass of computers, Raph is bench pressing, and Splinter is somewhere meditating. Everything is peaceful until the clock changes from 4:19 and suddenly Mikey runs in wearing a backwards baseball cap and a giant pair of rainbow glasses screaming, "420 BITCHES BLAZE IT!" and just pulls out an airhorn and runs around in circles while his older brothers glare at him and Splinter facepalms in the other room.
i almost forgot. happy weed day chat
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