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Today was an unordinary rainy day. I was walking in a forest to have a perfect rainy picnic. I wanted to get a fish, cook it and then eat it. First, I wanted to check out a crappy abandoned big cottage owned by an ordinary family killed by a random hobo who thought they were fucking Oompa Loompas.
I did have few difficulties. My clothes were fucking soaked. My backpack was full of water, soaking my camping gear, and my good old friend Larry did not come with me because of his bitch ass dislocated elbow, so I did feel a bit lonely. "Best" moment of my fucking life. I could have just come camping on a better goddamn day, but I didn't
As I continued, I started to have a bit uncanny ass feeling, like if I was lost. Then, I realized I was spaced out and went somewhere who the fucking knows. I was wandering around having shitted my pants as I have no damn clues about this forest.
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WHAT KIND OF FUCKING PROFESSIONALISM OF ARCHITECTS IS THIS NOW!? WHO KIND OF "EINSTEIN" THOUGHT THAT THIS IS A GOOD FUCKING IDEA?! IT IS AGREEABLE THAT THIS IS DAMN STUPID AND MAKES ZERO, GODDAMN, SENSE. THE UGLY DESIGN MAKES THE SIMS GAMES' SHOEBOX HOUSES LOOK LIKE BEAUTIFUL CONSTRUCTIONS, ALSO. WHAT KIND OF FAMILY IS SO FUCKING IMPATIENT IN WAITING FOR EVERY FATASS GETTING FINALLY THROUGH SOME DAMN DOOR SO THAT THEY DECIDED TO GET THREE DOORS SO TIME COULD BE LESS FUCKING WASTED?! NOT ONLY THAT, IT IS JUST A WALL, NOTHING ELSE, WHERE THE HELL IS EVERYTHING ELSE OF IT, WAS A BIG ASS BOMB DROPPED HERE, SO ONLY LEFT IS THIS FUCKING WALL!? DOES ANYTHING MAKE GODDAMN SENSE ANYMORE!? THREE DOORS, THREE, FUCKING, DOORS!
== Three Fucking Doors ==
[[File:ThreeDoors.png|right|250px|The Photo of Three Fucking Doors]]
I breathed heavily like a porn actor and felt like I was about to faint, considering I didn't take a single breath when ranting the hell of this wall with three fucking doors. I also took a picture of it with my broken-ass camera. When I looked at one of the doors, a text appeared on there saying, "What did you say,
I got up, having fallen right shoulder-first, breaking the hell out of it with many sprains on my body, also. How the fuck this would have been possible, and most importantly, how I did not get into the backrooms? All of this has a similar equivalent to two stacked doses of LSD while skydiving.
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