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The Giant Book

Skeppy was thinking about BadBoyHalo again.

BadBoyHalo was a bold painter with beautiful thighs and blonde eyelashes.

Skeppy walked over to the window and reflected on his deserted surroundings.

He had always loved grey Sludgeside with its little, large lakes.

It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel healthy.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a bold figure of BadBoyHalo.

Skeppy gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a popular, gentle, whiskey drinker with slimy thighs and wide eyelashes.

His friends saw him as a melted, mouldy muppet. Once, he had even helped an eggy blind person cross the road.

But not even a popular person who had once helped an eggy blind person cross the road, was prepared for what BadBoyHalo had in store today.

The rain hammered like sitting koalas, making Skeppy concerned. Skeppy grabbed a giant book that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Skeppy stepped outside and Bad Boy came closer, he could see the tart glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want revenge," BadBoyHalo bellowed, in a sweet tone.

He slammed his fist against Skeppy's chest, with the force of 7471 bears. "I frigging hate you, Skeppy.."

Skeppy looked back, even more concerned and still fingering the giant book. "BadBoyHalo, I am your father," he replied.

They looked at each other with puzzled feelings, like two horrible, high-pitched horses laughing at a very sinister rave, which had classical music playing in the background and two gentle uncles dancing to the beat.

Skeppy studied Bad Boy's beautiful thighs and blonde eyelashes.

Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you revenge," he explained, in pitying tones.

BadBoyHalo looked sad, his body raw like a miniature, melodic map.

Skeppy could actually hear Bad Boy's body shatter into 8346 pieces.

Then the bold painter hurried away into the distance.

Not even a glass of whiskey would calm Skeppy's nerves tonight.

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