Call me Ishmael. Nah, just messing with you. What I'm actually called is David Fetlock. And I'm pretty sure my spoon is trying to kill me. In fact, I think it's watching me right now... Anywho, it all started one beautiful spring morning while I was teaching my younger brother an important lesson...
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**THIS IS BEING RE-WRITTEN ON AN ACCOUNT CALLED @MurderBo **
You go to sleep and you have an erie felling someone is watching you then you here a crash in your kitchen you go down to investagate and see two figures