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SKEET SKEET

by thickinsweatpants

I SEE IT

RED

WHITE

LINE

HAND

SHAKE

I GO UP 

REF TELLS ME ITS WATERFALL

I GET IN LANE 3

SHIT WHY LANE 3

OH SHIT HES ABOUT TO POP IT

DONT DO IT

SHIT I NEED TO PEE

OKAY STAY WITH THE PACK

HEY 4TH ISNT BAD

WHY AM I FIFTH

WHY AM I SIXTH 

SEVENTH 

EIGHTH?

LAST 150 METER

NYOOOOOOOOOM HOE

6TH :/

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