The killing

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I scratch at his head until I peel chunks of his head off to look like hair, like a cheese stick, then I grab a junk chainsaw and saw his tendrils off, stepping on his tiny eenie weenie baby balls til they pop like bubble wrap, then snap his neck off n
Everyone cheers, the crowd sings and I die a slow death the end, I love you all :)

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