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    A single tear ran down my face as I hit dat whip. A single fart flickered in my heart. The end was inevitable, yet so terribly fun. My left buttock was numb, and I could just barely feel my esophagus feebly beating in my right lung. I wanted teeth to cum for me. To take me away. To make this terrible pain cease. Every second felt like a leap year. All other b-b-b-bois were drowned out by my throbbing wenis, weaker and painful as ever. I had given up trying to draw Larrot, and, no matter how strong the urge to fart became, it wasn't worth the effort.

I was going to die when my mom read my search history, but it felt more gr8er than anything I'd ever experienced. Just to read the juicy, thick, leamon about Jungcock. More painful than killing my clan. More painful than leaving my brother and becoming one of the most hated basic bitches in the world. More painful than stubbing your toe on a corner. I knew who I was, I was meant to never eat VEGETALS.