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the night's at cat o clocks pizza

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Luke was just a man who was poor and was renting a place to stay, and in 1 month, he would be evicted if he doesn't pay his rent. Man, this sucks I am poor. I don't have a lot of food, and I only have 50 DOLLARS, AND IM GONNA GET EVICTED IF I DONT PAY, UGH Luke said. Luke sighs and says I guess I'll just go for a walk." At least, that might calm me down." As Luke went for his walk, suddenly a newspaper started whooshing through the sky from the wind suddenly *WHAMP* The paper hit Luke right in the face. Gah, he says he grabs on the paper and reads it the following words saying. Night guard for hire at cat o clocks pizza from 12 am to 7 am for 5 nights finish the 5 nights, and you'll be paid 200 dollars call now at 1-780-215-4180. Wow, Luke said this is probably just what I was looking for. Luke ran all the way to his house with the paper in his hand, trying to hold onto it from the wind as he opened the door and ran to his mobira Brickphone and dialed the number suddenly a man answered the call he said the words hello this is the boss of cat o clock how may I help luke then said well I was hoping I could get a job at your location as the night guard the boss replied with a yes of course Luke then said YES in a happy tone as he went to visit the location he took a uniform and went to bed.

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