So my friend Calry is writing a story on Herobrine. Now Carlyle is a sweet girl. Nice, generous, caring, but when I read her story, Whoa. "-now Herobrines work is not a regular office. There's a soul smasher, a body crusher, and a alarm to call all the mob guards."
Me: Wh- WHAT!
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So Random it Stings
CasualeHello my mortals. This is my book of Randomness. I wish you luck reading it.