Well one day I was walking down the street thinking to myself, "If I was walking down a gravel road & saw a pig & it snorted at me, I'd be like cap cap cap." I'd find out that if I walk down the street I'd get hit by a car & I did. So, after I got decapitated, I was thinking, "If I ever met Santa Claus & he tried to sit on my lap I'd be like cap cap cap." After 62 hours my head was getting eaten by monstrous rats in a gutter & as it happened I thought, "If I ever met me I would be like cap cap cap."

Well The Moral of the story is take the coat to the crop & loosen the sword properly.

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