FrickFrackDiddlySnap

A Quarter point six hundred and five

It's a nice day. The weather's nice. Well, it's raining and dark clouds cover the sky but that's besides the point. I'm munching on soup. Slurp munch slurp. Mmmmm. It's really hot, probably because I made it 5 hours ago and didn't heat it since. Today is a special day, it's the first time I'm eating soup without bread. 

I usually put large bread crumbs into my soup and let them float. Blob Blob. I like it.

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You're still reading this? Heh, I'm surprised you could take it so far. That means you're loyal to the book. Why? Do you... find it funny? Does it cheer you up? Does it make you want to scream from pleasure? The last one was a joke. It wasn't. wa.no.yes.hahh.whatthefrick. Frick.. Frick....and Frack....and diddly snap. 

That's the name of this book.

I want you to know

that if

if by any chance

someone

a randomer

or a friend maybe

found out

that you

you being a homo sapien of an unspecified gender

is reading this

this being this book

a book called frickfrackdiddlysnap

(too lazy to capitalize the first letters)

anyway back to the point.

If someone found out you're reading this masterpiece they'd think you're weird. They'd think you're sad. But let me tell you one thing ; 

those people can't handle their life.

You'e different. But in a good way. A very good way actually. Especially if you enjoy reading it.

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thanks.