Liam asked me to print up a document for him. He emailed the text to me, but it didn't make too much sense. At least not to me. So I asked him what it was. This was his reply via email:"A secret form for Defence against girls school it's confidential. VERY SECRET"Um... It's confidential? Dude? You are in second grade! You can't go around using big words like that. I don't think I used that word accurately until I was in my twenties.
However, a secret is a secret. I printed it up. And I agreed to keep between us, on the down low.
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