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| ...so I pushed my new pony off an overpass and a tanker truck hit it and blew up. I felt bad, but (tee hee) it was a GOOD bad. | |
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| Why, you fucken asshole. Every kid would love to have a pony, and when YOU get one, look what the fuck you do with it. PFFFT. | |
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| Mommy, may I have another pony, please? I think I've learned my less-- | |
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| Your new snake ate the baby. I can still hear its muffled cries from within the snake's bloated abdomen. Well, happy birthday, Flakey. | |
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| (Mmmwaaahhh... mmmfff, mmm-waaaaahhh...) | |
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