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'Becuase he hates my guts. He's a goddamn nazi.' Kyle wrote, glaring at Cartman, who looked really pissed, for a second. He passed the paper back to Trinity.

(LOL! I just saw a clip from a South Park episode called City on the Edge of Forever. Mr. Garrison shot some celebrity, who was really an alien, then Stan started making out with Wendy. Wierd.)

(That is weird XD
And look how sad!! They want to get rid of her!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cg-_HeVNYOk )

Trinity looked puzzled. She wrote, 'Because your Jewish? That's mean. He called me a Jew-whore once...' Then she passed it back to Kyle.

'Yeah. He tried to exterminate the Jews last year.' Kyle passed the note back to her. He stared at the clock...10 more minutes....

Trinity gasped and wrote, "Well that's terrible!! What a horrible person!!' And passed it back to him.

'You don't even know the half of it!' Kyle scowled to himself as he wrote, anger flaring up inside him. He passed the note back to her.
Mr. Garrison kept blabbering on about the same old shit...

Trinity smiled and wrote, 'Go ahead, let it all out....I'm here for you buddeh....' and passed it to him.

(This was rather funny:
Commas are your friends! They seperate: I helped my uncle, Jack, off the horse and, I helped my uncle jack off the horse.)

'The fat asshole is always ripping on me....he tried to sue me for sexual harrassment...and one time he injected me with blood infected with AIDS!' Kyle was fuming as he passed the note to Trinity. He wanted to kick Cartman's fat ass.

(Ah, Tonsil Trouble. That was a nice episode filled with AIDS.)

(Lol!!)

Trinity gasped lightly as she read the note. 'Well, maybe I can make an...arrangement....', She wrote, passing Kyle the note.

'That sounds....interesting...' Kyle wrote deviously and passed the note. He could just imagine starving Cartman to death...no, that'd take too long. He would survive on the fat stored up in his body.

Trinity smirked and wrote, 'I have a plan that's far too...graphic to write on a note. Meet me at recess and we'll discuss it.' She passed the note again.

Dylan was sitting there watching Kyle and Trinity pass notes and thinking of Jade.

Kyle wrote, 'Epic. Recess is right after lunch.' And passed the note back to her. He couldn't wait. Mabye it would be like one of his dreams.

(I'm watching The Passion of the Jew.
Cartman just said: "Great, now I can just play with myself. I love playing with myself!")

(Lol I'm sure he does...)

Trinity smiled. I think I just made a new friend...


(Timeskip to lunch?)

(Totally.)

"Lunch time, children," Mr. Garrison said. "Finally!" Cartman exclaimed, hopping out of his desk.

Trinity snickered. "Well that makes sense." she grinned. She hopped out of her seat and waited for the other kids to lead the way.

THe rest of the kids filed out of the room, including Kenny, Stan, and Kyle. "Come on," he said, stopping by Trinity. He wore a blank expression.

Trinity followed the kids, walking by Kyle. "So...I was thinking rather then killing him immediately, we should at least toy with him a bit first." She smiled deviously.

"Definatly. Let's see....what would seriously fuck Cartman up?" Kyle said, smiling.

Trinity smiled. "Well, maybe we can trick him into thinking he's Jewish, and since he hates Jews, he'll go crazy if we convince him. I could maybe make a fake family tree for him, or glue a Jew-fro to his head while he sleeps..."

"I'd say the fake family tree. I already glued red hair to him once, so he knows that trick...Hey, do you just assume all Jews have 'fros?" Kyle was so tired of all those fucking stereo-types.

Trinity shook her head. "At my old school, my best friend, Isabelle was Jewish, but she had naturally blonde hair. I was just thinking in a way Cartman would think. That's how you mess with people's heads. You have to look at things through their point of view to fully understand how to hurt them."

"Good point. He'll probably believe anything we tell him, so we can just do a little messing around with stuff on the internet," Kyle said, already imagining it in his head.

Trinity smiled, sweetly. "Well, maybe I could go over to your house, or you could come to mine, so we can make a fake family tree."

(What's Cartman gonna do with the smushed ball piss? XD)

Dylan heared them mumbuling but he was to busy to care.

"You can come over to my place," Kyle said.

(He planned to throw it on Jade during lunch, but Mew's not on right now.)