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Our two biggest class clowns are Typhoon and Qannik, so when the two of them get together, they have to out clown each other.
Ah, the grass feels so good.
Typhoon had staked out a nice shady spot in the yard when Qannik spotted him resting peacefully. What to do? What to do?
So the munchkin is being good.
While Qannik may be a clown, he is not known for the speed of his wit. So it did take him a moment before he came up with his gag.
Class clowns can always resort to making faces.
So while the boys make faces at each other, little do they realize they are being monitored by the Head of Security.
Pshaw. Boys.
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