"Honey, im home!" said the man, dressed in a suit. his wife walks to him in her apron covered in powder. "seems you've been cooking something up, what is it tonight?" he asked kissing her. "oh, this? this is cocain. i snorted so much i killed our son. he's in the drier, should i get him?"
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Short Storyim gonna write short stories or soemthing in here, funny or horror, no similarities in them what so ever, here we go my loves.
