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Cold

Cold

By Kuro - 1 Review

The night was dark and gloomy. The air was ominous and dry. The only thing keeping me conscious was the cold and starvation. My only source of food was a very large box of twinkies, but I'm allergic to glucose. So I continue walking down the incredibly narrow path through this birch wood forest. Naked white people with wings dances around on the top of the canopy like the bunch of drunken angels they where, while throwing bottles of vodka and whisky in my general direction but missing horribly every time. I wandered aimlessly deeper into the forest until I inevitably died of starvation.

The End
What? Where you expecting more? This wasn't meant to be a happy story. Do you want more details? Okay, I had a nice plate of canned cheerios for breakfast this morning. Still want more? Okay, how about the fact that cannibalism would solve world hunger and overpopulation? I'm finished writing for the day and this is all the entertainment you have for the day. Now if you will excuse me, I have to go pressure wash my neighbors dog snooping into my backyard.

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Kuro
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Audience
15+
Posted
30 Aug, 2019
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189
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