SHORT PLAY 52 (On the Subject of the dangers of texting) Cap’n Spriggins – (bounding into the room with an axe) WU? Teens – (together) W.T.F.? Cap’n Spriggins – It’s me, Cap’n Spriggins. That’s T.F.! Teen 1 – (worried) You on drugs man? Cap’n Spriggins – (head spins 360 degrees) I.D.K. why don’t you ask my B.F.F. Jill? (starts to eat his own face) Teen 2 – (starting to cry) O.M.G. You’re going to kill us, aren’t you? Cap’n Spriggins – TFDS! (blood everywhere)
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