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Bugbo was walking around when he saw Gerbo, one of his acquaintances, so he walked over towards him when he noticed Gerbo just kinda sitting there. Which from the looks of it, was definitely nothing that was considered productive.
"What are you doing."
Gerbo looked up at Bugbo, he was sitting under a pretty big oak tree with rocks surrounding them.Â
"Oh uh, I'm making patterns with these rocks-"
"Why."
"Because I like the rocks, so I decided to make a pattern out of them."
"Gerbo that is not productive in the slightest. You simply shouldn't be 'making patterns' out of rocks without actual reason other than 'liking them'. You should know that."
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Bugbo was staring at Gerbo, clearly irritated in a way but his smile didn't falter, and of course Bugbo just had to come and ruin Gerbo's fun. Even if it was as simple as making patterns out of rocks!
"Well uh, you know Bugbo, it doesn't have to be productive-"
"What."
Bugbo was now staring more intensely at Gerbo a little, his face showing some sort of a blend of emotions Gerbo couldn't make out. But considering how Bugbo responded to his answer, and how he seemed to be all about productive-ness, it was definitely not a more pleasant face of emotions.
"Gerbo, you know you should be productive. But since it appears you don't know how to be smart in a situation like being productive, how about we ask WWGJD? Since he is the smartest person we know."
Gerbo just nodded not wanting to make whatever Bugbo was going on about somehow get worse.
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"Alright. Now, time to ask, What Would Gradient Joe Do? Would he,,
A. Actually be productive and be smart? (Unlike Gerbo)
B. Agree with Bugbo and tell Gerbo to be productive?
C. Agree with Gerbo and not be productive?
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D. Do nothing and not be productive?
It's time to choose."
He paused.
"And that's right, you the reader of this, is going to answer. And hopefully atleast you are smart enough to know the right thing Gradient Joe would do."