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posted by Jaja at 6:03 PM
My name is Jaja Bebe, although it wasn’t always that. You see, I was born under special circumstances. I was raised by a family of squirrels. I was born on a plane ride that began at 5:40. The distance of the plane ride was four hundred yards, so my parents figured that they could have breakfast at six. Just as I was born, some idiot Porsche that had snuck onto the plane drove itself through the aisle, running over my head and my cat. The car later said it was sorry. Most people think that is why I am so weird, but I think it is because I died when I was three. But that's a long story. Let me explain why I started this website now. One day, I was just walking down the street, when a herd of yaks chased me. These yaks were extraverts, meaning that they had less than fifty-seven eyes. The yaks cornered me in a dark alleyway, and then mugged me. Then they held me for ransom for 50 million dollars. I angrily paid that amount myself, muttering about how I was down to $59,950,000,000. So for the rest of my life, I wrote about yaks and how they were all communists. This is just one of my ways of doing that. Another is going to a random street in Boston and singing.
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