Recycled Tuesdays and the Record Company

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There was a knock on the door. "Pizza," Will said, swinging the door open and handing the delivery guy a twenty. He took the pizzas and set them on the couch.
 
"Whoo! Pizza!" Jason said bouncing towards the couch and flinging the box open and taking 5 slices and puting them on a napkin.
 
"He doesn't have a brain to be dead," Kirby muttered, taking a piece of pizza.

"Well, it's nice that you're all being so civil," Will said, eyeing Blake and Lisa.
 
"Fyi, if I didn't have a brain I wouldn't be alive so that completely stumps your little theory." Jason said with his mouth full of pizza.
 
"Hey you're not my mom, so you can't tell me what to do." Jason said in a matter-of-factly way, finishing up his last slice of pizza.
 
"Well, someone has to teach the newbie some manners. And since no one else will, it falls to me."

"It hurts me that you seem to think I need to learn manners," Kirby pouted. She moved the pizza and sat on the couch.
 
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