Getting Rid of an Evil, Scary N64 Cartridge: Difference between revisions

I tried to take it out, but it was stuck.

 

 

Then I realized how stupid that was and went to get some pliers. I got it out, finally. I put it in a bag and decided to take it on a road trip.

"Shoot," I thought.

 

 

I didn't want to give up without a fight, so I said, "But, my friend really wanted me to get rid of this. He's dead, by the way. I just nee-"

"Oh, doing some gardening?" He said with a big grin.

 

 

I spent the rest of the afternoon gardening. Shoot.

 

About a week later, I got another package in the mail. This time it was from my friend Jessica who had recently gone insane and was sent to a mental hospital for no explicable reason. I opened it to find a cartridge and a letter. I threw both into the trash late at night.

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