the mimic x the scrimblo- i mean mandela catalogue

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bro i hate the alternates in my dam house i hate them i hate them i wish for them to go away i cant with this shet

so i run outside to nowhere for no reason

wat

the

fuk

is

this

i see so much sakura trees, im not in that one kawaii country called japan. there is a tall black lady weith a dark hat- "wtf are you" i say.  "I am Sama." dat woman say. "ok sama can i get out of here" "Sure, but I have to ask you a fav-" "NOOOOOOOO I hate dooing favorrs"

"Why is that?"

"bc my friend tricked me"

"I won't trick you, uhhh what's your name?"

"Mork"

"I won't trick you Mar- I mean Mork..."

"yes u will"

"no"

ye"

"bruh"

"Anyways, can you rip the seal?"

"why cant u do it?"

sama is stupid.

"I-I can g-grant your wishes only i-if y-y-y-ou break the seal-"

"sure can you get rid of the alternates"

"What are alterna-"

"bitch u dont know what an alternate is"

"No, I've been living under a cave this whole time," sama the llama says. "but I could grant that wish if you desire."

"k i will break da seal-"

̶s̶o̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶h̶o̶w̶ ̶m̶a̶r̶k̶ ̶e̶n̶d̶e̶d̶ ̶u̶p̶ ̶b̶e̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶a̶ ̶p̶u̶p̶p̶e̶t̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶s̶a̶m̶a̶'̶s

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