i talk about wanting a boyfriend but i dont even know what id do with one like what do you just kiss him and then leave him alone in a corner how often does it eat
look at this stool.
his eyes are wide in horror at the thought of another sweaty farty big mcdonalds patron rumpus dropping itself upon his face
he lives a constant torture
he has no mouth
but he must scream
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