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Originally Posted by Danke
You don't know them like I do. Sometimes they sneak into my house and wear my underwear. Other times they nail all the rugs to the ceiling and plug up the toilets. They are diabolical and every move they make while seeming to harmless or nonsensical is all part of a master plan executed with clockwork precision. Very much like this post I've just typed. Or was it me, was it them again at my computer while I was microwaving a burrito?
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heh not as bad as that big fat red guy that makes a mess of your living room, drinks your milk and eats your fucking cookies
