This is a true story.

Cody stared at Justin for what what must've been ten millseconds. Like a drunken sailor at happy hour, Justin groped flamboyantly in Cody 's direction, clearly desperate. Cody grabbed the Rotating fork and bolted for the door. It was locked. Justin let out a enticing chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Cody ,' he rebuked. Justin always had been a little oafish, so Cody knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Justin did something crazy, like... start chucking bananas at him or something. Before anyone could take off their pants, he gripped his Rotating fork tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.

This is a true story.

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