ONCE UPON A TIME THERE LIVED A VERY LONELY GAY DOOD NAMED LEVI.
HE LOVED TO CHOP UP CHILDREN AND RUB THEIR DEAD BODY PARTS ALL OVER HIMSELF.
HE LIVED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DEEP, DARK WOODS, AND ONE DAY HE HEARD A BUSH RUFFLING.
HE THOUGHT THAT IT WAS THE BIG BAD WOLF BUT NOOO, IT WAS ANOTHER GAY DOOD NAMED SILVER, EXCEPT THE 'L' IN HIS NAME ISN'T IMPORTANT AT ALL FOR SOME REASON.
"TAKE MY BABIES," SILVER WOULD BEG LEVI AS HE PREPARED A NICE HOT POT OF WATER TO COOK THE BOY IN.
"SPARE ME AND TAKE MY BABIES."
LEVI LIKED THIS IDEA, SO HE WAITED UNTIL SILVER GAVE HIM HIS BABIES.
HE THEN CHOPPED THEM UP IN FRONT OF HIS OWN EYES AND ATE THEM, SLURPING OBNOXIOUSLY AS HE DID.
"YO BABIES BE SO TASTE GOOD GRAMMAR, BRO. MAKE MORE."
"BUT IT HAS TO BE WITH YOU."
"OK."
AND THEN ALL OF HUMAN KIND DIED.
THE END.
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RandomOnce upon a time, a couple lived happily ever after- nope, just kidding. In this story, anything can happen. Happily ever after, sadly ever after... it can all come true.
