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" Once we were inside, I went straight for Doolin’s bunk. I pulled open his sleeping bag, stuck my hand in that jar of peanut butter, and started spreading it around like I was making the world’s biggest sandwich. Norman was right behind with the honey. “Rafe, this isn’t right,” he said. “Sure it is,” I said. “The peanut butter always goes first. "
― James Patterson , Middle School: How I Survived Bullies, Broccoli, and Snake Hill (Middle School, #4)