[Blood-Pigggy]

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So I was walking down the street ok? And this dude walks up to me, and he be like "CORNEA INFECTION DETAILED EXPLANATION IN MY ANAL CAVITY" and I was like "HOLY CRAP BASKETS IN MY INFECTED BRAIN! YOU IS THE LORDIS PAPAORDIS" he was like "YOU IS CORRECT! I MURDER YOU IN OLD STYLE FASHION SEXY PASSION!" and then I ran and he was shooting me with his guns like alright dude. And I was like "HOOOLY COOOXIS!" and then he died from a heart attack, the police came and shot his body, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty times! His body was like "FREE VIAGRA FOR LIMITED TYME! GAGA FOGO MOGO POGO JESUS IN A HOGO LOGO! COCOSAMA BIATCH RUT COCKER!"

Then I died, and woke up in a glass case full of dead body parts eaten by a large creature named POCHAHONTAS, and then I shot him to death, stole his paper money device which created the wormhole that I jumped into five hundred million years ago, and then was promptly eaten by a large squid named Pickleburgs who told me the story of his life in an orphanage in the 1400s, I murdered him from the inside then ate his genitals, after which, I destroyed his soul and tortured him in hell for like two seconds then I got bored and ate my own brain and died from eating my own brain which tasted really bad because I had a tumor from eating it and it got all chewy and nasty and I vomited all over myself and was shot by an old guy carrying a shotgun who said that I was too young to poke horses with five hundred kilometer poles made out of titanium sex rods, monkeys who enjoy swinging on vines told me that the secret to love is molesting a cat or dog then throwing it at the dead body of your uncle, who will come to life and destroy you, then you will find out it was all pointless and worthless, your soul will be shattered and destroyed by a fat man named Coxix, you will laugh at his name then died from pooping too much. After this, the dude in the first man came out and said yes while running on the side of the ceiling from the floor to the back of the couch which swung its manhood around like a large fan while beating babies in a sack with a iron crowbar named Jessie James the second of which was destroyed by a large cockaroach who was just looking for some sugar before twenty million high caliber rounds were pumped into his body by an old lady in a massive Sedan.

The End.