Yea, though it has been a day now since these events took pass, I finally feel that my weakened heart and madness-shattered mind may speak of them. This, friends, is a horrible and fantastic tale sure to scar the unsure of stomach and heart. Heed my warning: Read not this passage lest ye too dream my dreams of terror
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(and I swore I'd never say that again)
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And, for the record, there's never a wrong time for pudding. Not even tapioca.
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Hahaha, just kidding. If I were still in school I'd steal that for one of my assignments. ;)
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hey, I'll rake your yard for like $38,957,548.01 an hour.....hire me!!
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