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I was in awe and amazed that my grandpa had beaten the devil in a fiddle contest, but then I saw the gold start to chip off the damn thing as it played in the air. It was just spray paint. This was just like, a regular old fiddle. FUCK AND AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
The blood drained out of my face. I turned super white. I looked at Grandpa Jonathan and said: "If you didn't actually win the Golden fiddle, where is your
My Grandpa was like "
I was like "oh. OK"
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