I scream, you scream HEY! No screaming in the Hypocrite Hut! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH HEY! SHUT UP THAT DAMN MOUTH OF YOURS SO I CAN PRACTICE turning off Caps Lock when something bad happened in a Christian school. Nuns charged forth, wielding baguettes! What the heck? "Dam You to Hell!", screamed back little Raphie. Poor Ralphie. The rhino stuck his horn up somewhere I'd rather not talk about. So anyway, I have a long memory, and a short narrative by Curt Vonnegut. The rhino headbutted Curt. "That wasn't nice," said the octopus as he swam past the paper-mache giant elephant crossed with a kangaroo. The rhino got up and left. Moving on, Pop Tarts are tasty and delicious Yet are sloppy'n pukish.
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