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Non-human complaints conference


Non-human complaints conference
"Ladies! Gentlemen!" I am Mr. Toilet, I announced that the non-human complaints conference is now starting!
"Hello everyone! I am a notebook. I am the most unlucky person in the world! My master did not write a few words and threw me into the trash. The notebooks of people are so good!" When the notebook is finished, the table can be said: "Brother, how can you be miserable! I am being disfigured by my master! The master is engraved on my face, and I will see people when I go out!"
The turn of the host, Mr. Toilet said: "Hey! My master didn't rush to the toilet. The whole toilet smelled bad, thanks to the toilet liquid, or I was stinky!"
The bed was busy with the call; "I am much worse than the toilet. The owner always squats in bed and writes homework, spilling ink on my face. Another time, he actually wets the bed in the middle of the night, and urine falls on my face. , and...and..."
"Don't say it!" I saw the pencil case and led a group of pens to the scene. The pencil case said: "Look at my apprentices, each of them is skinny. I have to take care of them when I am so old. Oh! One day, the master's mother. Sending a master a new pencil case, the owner is very happy, so even the cartridge pens have left us out, but in desperation, we are here, and come here."
"Hey! Hey!" The phone rang and interrupted their speech. The toilet took the call and just listened to it and said, "The toilet! I haven't seen you for a long time, where are you? I heard that you are open to complain, I am I also want to participate, but I can't pull out my roots! So please come over with you?" "Okay!" The toilet promised refreshingly, "Go in the direction of the big tree." Everyone goes hand in hand, not one I will be at the home of Dashu. When I first saw the big tree, the big tree said, "Brothers! I miss you, I have a blessing, I have a hard time, let me talk about what I am in my heart!" "My master It’s a 'cold-blooded killer', it’s a murderer’s eye, and he’s licking my skin every day, you’re almost stunned...”
"Oh..." I only heard a cry.
"Today's meeting is over, I hope non-humans and humans can get along with each other." Mr. the toilet finally said.

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