E.C.T

Common sense? In this neighborhood?

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Body: *Vague movements*

Organs: ExErCiSe, AbOrT

Brain: IF ONE MORE WORD COMES FROM BACK THERE I'M TURNING THIS NECK AROUND

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The vibrant wooden walls begin to crack and splinter. The path leading to an escape is nothing but rubble now, a wide birth opening into the depths of ivory and ember. The pale sconce holds onto its flickering blaze that offers the sight of oncoming fates which lie in the depths. They scream, writhing and squirming with apendages that have rotted and skin that falters to cling to bone, clawed hands which scrape for a grip up the earthly walls. Time is intangible and going back to is impossible.

It's Monday and you should have worn a better shirt.

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"Why the hell do we need pants!?"

"Well, Janet, Centaurs aren't mermaid whores, now are they?"

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Ties are just fashionable nooses

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"I can't believe this"

A statement I say after a situation I fully believed would happen happens

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Me:"WHY THE HELL IS THIS A THING!?"

Satan: don't blame me dude! I just run the place.

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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I tried to power stance and travel both.

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Traffic cone: Orange boi, guardian of the gravel road, protector of those who travel, CUSTODIAN OF THE CONCRETE, ORGANISATION OF THE VEHICULAR MACHINES OF TRANSPO-

Me: PlAy TrIaNgLe, Oh BoY

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"THAT'S IT!"

*Cracks egg of The Goose™ in Mc Donald's Parking lot*

"WE'RE HAVING STARBUCKS AND TWO TIC TACS FOR DINNER, FILTH"

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If I am to gain a human child, "here comes the sun" by Sheryl Crow from The Bee Movie will play at his birth.

If the child is anything else then the Monster Mash because of P&R.