Meat Neck
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i was talking on discord about the FNF v.s. Sonic.exe mod, specifically Triple Trouble, and uttered the words "meat neck" and a friend of mine was enchanted by that phrase
he made the picture shown on the cover (noted by him to be the perfect size for a wattpad cover) and i dared him to write a meat neck story- he told me to, and when I said I wouldn't know what to write he told me to write a poem about how much I love meat neck
I also asked for a rhyme scheme and he gave me one but I got it wrong even though I spent like 10 minutes writing it
BUT I STILL WROTE IT and that's what matters
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