Full of scorpions and death slugs, a road of death spikes squawks into view, like a hungry death bird, covered in melty fuck sludge. It beckons to me ever so gently, in traditional death-spike-road dialect, by grabbing me with its ugly tentacles and shoving me head-first into its huge disgusting spike mouth ass hole. Ahead of me lies great
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And sorry for your loss man
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no condolences necessary
WOMEN, RIGHT?
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