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Created page with "{{Note|This story is riddled with 2012-era creepypasta in-jokes. Most of you will probably only get half of these.}} Last night, I had to take out the Trash. It was a chore I hated to do, and I usually Never had to. But, tonight was my night. I walked over to the Trashcan and peered inside. Nothing but the empty shell of The Pinata my brother beat at his birthday yesterday. I sighed as I put the bag on top of it. I put the lid back on the can and dragged it to the curb..."
(Created page with "{{Note|This story is riddled with 2012-era creepypasta in-jokes. Most of you will probably only get half of these.}} Last night, I had to take out the Trash. It was a chore I hated to do, and I usually Never had to. But, tonight was my night. I walked over to the Trashcan and peered inside. Nothing but the empty shell of The Pinata my brother beat at his birthday yesterday. I sighed as I put the bag on top of it. I put the lid back on the can and dragged it to the curb...")
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