@JeanValJean im goin 2 find u valjean u

@JeanValJean im goin 2 find u valjean u cant hide from the law. dam u #hashtag @Javert pls no i have to save this cute baby injured seal, then ill b rite back honest #hashtag

Lois snatched the phone out of Jeans hands and said "What the fuck is this shit?" She squinted her eyes as she attempted to decipher the text language. "Something about a baby seal

and a club?" The last straw just broke the camel's back. Jean said, "That's it, I am not going to be your partner in the post-feminist bookstore anymore!" Lois sneered, "well

la-dee-freakin' da! Go your own way then, but don't come knockin' on my door when you think you need a little post-feminist advice!" Lois slammed the door in Jean's face. At last

she'd said what needed saying. She'd been down one time. Been down two times. Never going back again. 'Yesterday's gone'. Lois smiled bitterly. Anyway Jean had broken the chain

Of lies that the talking heads on the tellie repeated like robots. She deserved a prize for this and we gave it to her. Jean became a Buddhist nun after that and lived in VietNam.

towered above us all, her camouflage habit blowing in the winds of war. She lifted her mighty ruler and smacked the mountains of Tibet until they were mere foothills. Then she

took out a hefty manual of Latin grammar and style, and the rapture began. Those who failed to conjugate their verbs to the militant nun fell through the earth into hell.

Thus began the nun grammar nazi takeover of Earth. Those that were against it found themselves in a hot place poked by pitchforks so no one minded learning proper Latin too much.