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It was all a set-up. The dame had betrayed me. I can't believe it; I'M SUCH A NICE GUY. I came to in my office/bedroom/mom's basement tied to my swirly chair with the Cheeto crumbs embedded deep within the fabric. Standing in front of me was Broseph Douchemeister, my old nemesis. "Sweet fedora, brah" he said mockingly, jealous of my class and style. He paced around my office eyeing up my precious mint-condition pop culture memorabilia. Then he went too far and picked up my 1:1 scale Rainbow Dash plushie with the anatomically-correct, fully-functional, self-cleaning vagina. "GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY WAIFU YOU FILTHY CASUAL!" I screamed.
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# ¿ May 21, 2014 20:04 |
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