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ate through the
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vinyl car seat
|
leaving behind a
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strange blue spot
|
of wet soupy
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miscellaneous puppy pieces
|
on his nose.
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Meanwhile, the scrumptious
|
yet somehow offensive
|
puppy pieces were
|
still alive and
|
looking for food
|
under a huge
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deposit drop box
|
shaped like a
|
giant talking cucumber
|
while whining about
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their poor little
|
sad, pathetic lives
|
but noone really
|
wanted to listen
|
attentively to sounds
|
of puppy whining
|
in mutiple pieces
|
of high octive
|
except one evil
|
smelly hamster which
|
sang an aria
|
way too loud.
|
As he thought
|
about the conspiracy
|
to deface the
|
entire town with
|
crimes against nature.
|
The hamster, Guido,
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was born in
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a small shantey-town
(if it's hyphenated, it counts as one word, right :D) |
, and he ate
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left by angels
|
who were disguised
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