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Latest revision as of 22:17, 20 November 2022
Something horrible has happened to my brother.
He's been chanting in his bedroom, nonstop.
We tried to take him to a psychiatrist.
We tried drugging him.
We tried hypnotizing him. (It didn't seem to be strong enough...)
Nothing worked.
Today, I went by his room to try to feed him, as usual.
Although my parents gave me strict orders not to turn him around, I decided to take one look at my brother any way.
What I saw could have given me nightmares.
He was staring into the distance, and his irises...
His irises were pulled dangerously tight.
I could barely even see his pupils anymore.
He opened his mouth.
"All glory to the Hip. No Toed."
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM?!" I screamed into the darkness of his room.
"WHOEVER YOU ARE, HIP OR WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU ARE? I MISS MY BROTHER, BRING HIM BACK!"
My brother ignored me, and refused his food, curling back into a fetal position in the dark corner of his room.
When I find this "Hip...No toed or Toes motherfucker," I'm going to rip this fuckers eyes ou-
ALL GLORY TO THE HYPNOTOAD
Credited to InappropriateName
Originally uploaded on July 28, 2011
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