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| One time there used to be this king with lots of gold and hot babes with large breasts. He was really awsome and he killed anybody who even looked at him or somebody who slightly resembles him. | |
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| Then this robot from the future zapped in carrying a bucket of fried chicken and said "I'm a robot from the future. Please accept this fried chicken." The was hungry so he was like "ok" | |
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| He was about to eat it until he didn't and cut the robot's face off with a wooden spoon. the chicken was poison and the king knew that because he was super awsome. | |
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| Then the king made his father eat the poison chicken because he used to drink and beat him with a shoe horn. | |
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| Then he sat a top his pile of gold and laughed his friggin' ass off about the faceless robot. | |
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| (while I was writing this story I, head-butt my dog so hard that we both screamed) | |
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