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imagine you go to target, holding geoff's hand with your left hand and a hand basket in your right. you go to the condom section. "these are for tonight," he says seductively with a wink. you blush. after you finish your shopping trip, you go home. you start to put away the groceries. "never mind that," geoff says as he gently caresses your arm, leading you to the bedroom. you lay down on the bed, your heart racing. geoff takes the condom box. opens it, and slowly starts unwrapping a condom, knowing the tension is killing you. then he shoves the condom down your throat. you start to choke, but you love the sensation of slowly losing consciousness. "this is for beating me at mario cart," geoff says as he opens another condom and shoves it down your throat once more. at your wake, geoff puts the box of condoms in your casket. "i'll always protect you," he says as he walks away from your cold, dead body.

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