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But enough bragging about my amazingness let's get to the story. I love italian food. My favorite part of italian restaurants is when I'm finished, because italian food tastes like shit, but my second favorite part of italian food was the breadsticks. Mmmmm the breadsticks. Whenever I munched on one of them I swear that I hear a little squeal. And a little hyper realistic blood comes out.
 
ANY fucking way today was halloween and it was scaaaary and spoooky. During halloween though, the trick or treaters always give ME their fucking candy. If one kid in my neighborhood doesn't show up in front of my house I would go batshit crazy and I would begin a massacre. I can kill children in over 375,000,000 different ways and that's only with my bare hands. This halloween, only one kid was missing, Charles. "FUCKING CHARLES" I screamed! I began to get my kamehameha ready to blast the kids away until one kid ran up to me and handed me a giant breadstick. I stopped charging my kamehameha and I examined it.
 
It was like nothing i've ever seen before I cried and sang "My Friends" from Sweeney Todd and I kicked the kid so hard that her organs went out like splat. "NOW GET THE FUCK OFF MY LAWN YOU FUCKERS!!!!!!1111" They all ran away, "Pussies I muttered." I jerked off for a while until I decided to eat the breadstick. Until suddenly, It turned into a giant monster and it began smashing the city.
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