SCURRY MESSAGE.exe 2/ 666 satanville

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After 100 eternities of learning how to type, I finally learned how to get my grammar right.

101 long eternities after I died, I had to live in hyper-realistic 666 satanville which was in hyper-realistic hell. Hyper-realistic demins and debbils flied around the place and I had enough of it. I put on my hyper-realistic backpack and put hyper-realistic food in it. And then I got my hyper-realistic 666 satansword and ventured out of hyper-realistic hell to meet hyper-realistic satan, the owner of hyper-realistic 666 satanville. But then there was a message on my phone.

OH GOD NO.

Now I knew he wanted to see me. So, I ventured to hyper-realistic super hell. Chopping hyper-realistic demins and debbils' hyper-realistic heads off while hyper-realistic blood spurted from where their head was. And then I ventured on to try and get to hyper-realistic satan. Then I finally got to hyper-realistic super hell. Hyper-realistic super demins and debbils now flew around. I chopped off their hyper-realistic super heads with my hyper-realistic 666 satansword. NOW hyper-realistic super blood spurted from where their super heads were. My 666 satansword broke, so I magically spurted super blood on it and it turned into a 666 supersatansword. I chopped off all the hyper-realistic demins and debbils' hyper-realistic super heads. I took a hyper-realistic dump on their hyper-realistic super heads. So then, I got to a boss. Hyper-realistic super satan's hyper-realistic kids! They farted hyper-realistic fire, but I chopped their hyper-realistic kiddie super heads off. So, I finally got to hyper-realistic super satan. He farted fire and tried to shat a hyper-realistic brick on me. But I threw the hyper-realistic brick back at him and he ded. Then a hyper-realistic portal open back to my hyper-realistic world. I was in my hyper-realistic room and everything was clean. I took my hyper-realistic computer and smashed it on the hyper-realistic ground. Then I got a new 1,000,000 ghost dollar hyper-realistic super epic ultimate computer that prevents hyper-realistic messages and hyper-realistic viruses.... BUT THEN A HYPER-REALISTIC SKELETON POPPED OUT OF THE COMPUTER AND I DIED IN A HYPER-REALISTIC WAY.. HOW DID I WRITE THIS MESSAGE IF I AM DEAD? I AM IN HYPER-REALISTIC SUPER EPIC ULTIMATE HEAVEN FOR KILLING HYPER-REALISTIC SUPER SATAN. I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT TO! ZE END.

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