Haha, well, back in the day, me and my friends liked to find an outsider, someone who didn't quite fit in, and gradually get them to circulate among us until a trust had been established. They were always grateful because it was so unusual for them to have anyone to talk to. Then we would lead them to the wooded area on campus where we'd gut them like a fucking fish and laugh, laugh, laugh.
Those were the days.
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