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10/20/2019 2:04:18 PM
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Suddenly, I have the urge to sell you to the circus.
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A circus you say?
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What is the purpose of donating me to the circus? In truth I think I'm quite worthless
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Selling, not donating, selling.
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You require legal custody of me Something you don't have now do we? In truth it is plan to see You do not yet own me
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I am merely a broker.
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And my ex was a choker
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Yeah and your right hand has always been your midnight stroker.
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*click click* mother focker, emperor protects *BANG* web way gate awaaaay!
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Editado por xxx: 10/20/2019 3:02:26 PMYou on mushrooms Hoss, because that was the coat closet you just stepped into and we can hear/see you making the fwooshing noises with your mouth.
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Fwoooosh! Fwoooosh! Fwoooosh!
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Would you like me to help you find the front door or do want me to just pretend you actually vanished, but leave some milk and cookies by the closet door for you?
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Milk and cookies please
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Ok. You want the starscape night light on as well?
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No, I prefer the dark.
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*turns off the light and shuts the closet door*
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Goodnight father
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Goodnight my son.
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Father? Before you go, may I ask a question?
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Sure, my child.
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How did we get here father? How did we get from gardening, to the circus, to me trying to kill you, to you tucking me in?
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You walked into the closet my child and you made fwooshing noises. That is how we got here.
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Alright, goodnight father
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Goodnight my child.
