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A warehouse called George - Friday Night
Sep. 5th, 2020 12:00 amBarry was having a good week, paintball bruises withstanding. But as usual his brain wouldn’t settle down and the best way to get rid of them was work.
First up was class, which involved modification of several cans of Red Bull. Next Iowa reviewing the essays some of the students wrote. One of which made him go into a searing fit for about five minutes straight. That in turn he spent another hour doing some “research” that may or not have been completely legal. Satisfied with that he moved on to a new project.
One that involved many tiny plastic cups, gelatin packets and refrigeration.
For... no reason in particular.
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First up was class, which involved modification of several cans of Red Bull. Next Iowa reviewing the essays some of the students wrote. One of which made him go into a searing fit for about five minutes straight. That in turn he spent another hour doing some “research” that may or not have been completely legal. Satisfied with that he moved on to a new project.
One that involved many tiny plastic cups, gelatin packets and refrigeration.
For... no reason in particular.
[Establishy]
