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As his cocaine habit worsened, Roger Ebert began submitting reviews consisting solely of the results of him pounding his head on the keyboard while crying and masturbating furiously. Strangely, they were still published.

As a man with a pyramid helmet was crossing the street, a boy cried when the internet didn't like him.

Triangle Man could not help but dance while Harry's computer flew off in a fit of anger!

Harry Potter learned today that Physics was definitely not his Forte.