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into this town, okay?
People spend less time
in prison for murder sentences.
- Is that true?
- Yes. Yes, look it up.
I've been the president
of the writers' club
and the editor of the newspaper
since sophomore year
just to better my chances
of getting into that school.
That is so smart.
- Wow.
- It's been challenging.
So i've already applied
and i meet all the requirements.
I just haven't
heard back from them.
So i'd appreciate it
if you um,
maybe found out why.
Okay. And that is
something that i would do?
I would call them?
- Yes.
- Okay.
I will do anything
to get into that school.
- I mean anything.
- I'm on it.
But since you're here,
how 'bout you just fill out this
clover community college
application.
'Cause with every application,
i get a point
towards a juice cup.
Ahem. Do you juice?
Because it's really
changed how i feel.
Last week's edition of
the clover high chronicle
was yet
another disappointment.
We did have new material
for each of the sections,
but once again,
it was all written by me.
Now this,
this has to stop.
This is not the
carson phillips chronicle.
All right? It's the
clover high chronicle.
Carson phillips.
Clover high.
Hopefully,
this week will be different.
Dwayne! Do you have
for manslaughter 3 yet?
- Yes.
- Yeah?
- No.
- No.
I went,
but i passed out.
You didn't tell me
it was gonna be in 3d.
- It wasn't.
- Whoa.
Vicki. Do you have
- What?
- Your weather report.
Yeah, it's cloudy.
Okay. Thank you, vicki.
Progress, right?
And uh, emilio,
do you have a section
you'd like to tackle this week?
Uh... i love america.
Okay. Great.
I love the aphorism.
We'll create
a patriotic section
just for you.
Now.
Moving onto creative writing.
Does anyone have any
- yes, i did write
- a short story.
- Fantastic. Let's hear it.
Um...
this is written by malerie.
"It was the best of times.
"It was the worst of times.
It was the age of wisdom."
Malerie.
You didn't write that.
Yeah,
it's in my handwriting.
But um...
if you don't believe me then...
- [period bell rings]
- Please come back tomorrow
with something, with anything.
And don't forget that there's
a writers' club meeting
in case any of you
change your mind
about wanting to join.
Or change your personalities.
There was never anything
to do in clover...
besides jamba juice
and cow tipping.
There's no "h" in suck!
So to entertain ourselves,
we all became
diehard club members.
We had the cheerleaders.
- She smells like gluten.
- [Laughter]
Yearbook club led by
- remy baker.
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