John: Go out to balcony.
hey, i'm out on the balcony now. i am messaging from my dad's pda. The one you threw into the yard? no, i am telling you. it jumped out of my sylladex like a frightened weasel. What were you doing with it in the first place? I am not sensing a lot of regard for the personal property of others. Is this how your pent-up frustration with your father manifests itself? what? no. those were all accidents. please take your psycho-babblery elsewhere, miss! Your bathroom is a mess. Did you do that too? oh man, see this isn't cool. all this snooping nonsense! There's a cake in the toilet. yes. there is. I'm tempted to clean it up for you. ok, if that will satisfy your weird ocd complex then go ahead. My Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder complex? Can a disorder also be a complex? in your case, probably! Sounds complicated. anyway... i am going to have a look at this enormous platformy thing you put on the balcony.
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