It was the night before the 28th of May. I had aged a lot since Harambe had died. I was about 20 years older. I had a family. A son and a wife. I tuck my child into bed as he asks me "Is Harambe going to visit us tonight?" "Yes, son." I reply. It had become tradition that on the night before Harambe day, Harambe would visit all the people on Earth in the middle of the night and give them Pure Banana Narcotics. So as usual me and my wife go to bed and a few hours later at midnight I am woken by Harambe. He speaks to me. His voice is deep, calm and soothing like usual.
Harambe: Paul. I am very disappointed in you.
Paul: Harambe! I'm so glad to see you! Wait.. what?
Harambe: What do you mean what? You haven't had your dick out for me for almost 19 years
I am confused at first but then remember a sacred commandment given by Harambe.
II. Thou on the Twenty Eighth of every month shall have thy dick out for Harambe
Paul: Harambe there must be a mistake here! I always have my dick out for you.
Harambe: NO YOU HAVEN'T! HOW DARE YOU LIE TO ME.
Harambe rips off my clothes
Harambe: FIRST YOU DISOBEY MY ORDERS AND THEN YOU LIE TO YOUR GOD!
Paul: W-what??
Harambe: I'LL TEACH YOU.
Harambe then without hesitation gets aggressive and chucks me onto the bed, knocking and waking my wife. Harambe then jumps on top of her and rips her clothes off also. He penetrates her anal cavity with me watching. His enormous tree sized erection tears her apart. I look at my wife's dead body in awe. My son walks in.
Paul Jr: Mommy? Daddy? Why is there lots of screaming? Is Harambe here?
Paul: Noo! Son run!
I scream at my son to flee but it was too late. Harambe grabs him by the leg and slams him down onto the bed. Harambe then slips the tip into my sons mouth and makes him gargle on his mayonnaise. My son then chokes to death while I watch every second of what's going on. Harambe then turns to me laughing as he does so.
Harambe: You see what happens when you don't follow my rules?
I sit there. Breath taken. Stuttering and mumbling to myself unable to speak.
Harambe: Let this be a lesson to you, Paul. Maybe next time you won't forget.
Harambe then leaves while a needle appears on my bed. Labelled 'Banana Narcotics' I sit down on the bed next to my Wife's and Son's remains and inject the fluid into my vein.
Harambe appears in-front of me. He is dressed as a Zoo Keeper with a rifle in his hand pointed at my head. I manage to faintly say something.
Paul: Please
Harambe: Goodbye, Paul.
Bam
-The End
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Harambe Is Love, Harambe Is Life
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