It is nearly 5am, and I find this. Why ? Why did we, as a species, have to become like this ? What pushes people to cum into a minion jar and check the progress every day ? We are doomed, and every time I look into the abyss that is internet, it also gazes into me.
God is dead, and we killed it.
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"Have you tried not being sad? Like have you tried being happy, or experimenting with filling jars with bodily fluids?"
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"I sentence you to five more months of the 5th grade!"
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Just like the samurai of yore
"But doctor, I am Minionacci"
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