Looks at tv.
Dead body.
Dead body.
................... Dead body.
*falls off couch*
*roll on the carpet*
*forgets that dad is on the other couch watching me*
*does a back roll, and lands in a pile of shoes*
*pushes self across the floor towards the closet*
*gets into closet*
"WHAT DA FRICKING TRICKING MICKING WICKING... WHY. I WILL KILL YOU WRITER! I WILL BECOME DEADPOOL AND MAKE YOU HANG FROM YOUR UNDERWEAR ON THE STATUE OF LIBERTY. THEN I WILL TURN INTO FRICKING KIRA FROM TEEN WOLF AND GO ALL NINJA ON YOUR DONKEY. YOU NUGGET BALL. YOU ARE JUST A VERY UNHAPPY LOWLIFE WHO NEEDS TO GET SOME HAPPINESS SO YOU CAN STOP RUINING PEOPLE LIVES. HOW AM I GOING TO SLEEP AT NIGHT NOW? I USED TO BE A PERFECTLY OKAY PERSON UNTIL YOU HAD TO TURN INTO A DONKEY AND MAKE ME DROP KICK YOU OFF THE SIDE OF THE EMPIRE STATE. I WILL FRICKING HAUNT YOU IN YOUR DREAMS AND MY BACKUP IS COMING SOON SO YOU WILL JUST HAVE TO LIVE WITH OUT YOUR EARS, LEGS AND ARMS. "
Etc...
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HumorBOOK ONE. So, I see that you have stumbled across this book, hmm. Well it's your lucky day. *Wink wink* This is a book that contains random weirdness, and you can read at your own risk. (Caution: All these things actually happened to me and my fri...
