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Pablo De Nuda trembled on his next doctor's

  • Pablo De Nuda trembled on his next doctor's visit -- because he knew what they knew -- what they all knew -- the little glyphs blabbing about in their electro-topological congress
  • were not tattoos. They evil letters written in sensor-ink by the Sorority Girls on Omega 9. He'd passed out after drinking more Lanania Gin then a
  • light bout of dancing. But the Omega 9 sorority girls continued painting Unown Pokemon figures on people's faces. They were using people to write folds of a story! he learned when
  • one of the children at the forced labour camp included a note asking for help. The children at the camp were made to write folding stories 14 hours a day/ 7 days a week
  • / 365 days a February. "Of all the months to squeeze 365 days of folding into, why February?" they lamented. The camp kids met folding quotas with minimalism and copy-pasting from
  • Facebook. It wasn't until the FS camp counselors announced an incentive program. If the FS camp kids could meet the February folding quota, they would each be rewarded with a
  • canoe trip to the FS Themepark. Manatee's Mystery Bayou. Spambaby's House of Horror. Stanley & Sara's Flatland. We FS camp kids met the quota by Feb.14, folded up our tents & paddl
  • ed our happy selves all the way over the the neighboring sister camp...Loudbed Springs. They were the friendliest girls I'd ever met. One of them...Sarah Rosencrantz...a rather hai
  • l and hearty Scouser would always share her stash of toffees with me - how friendly! Sarah would also sleep with anyone who'd ask her which I think is very friendly too. The camp
  • ers had never been happier! They raised their glasses to the turning of the season. Another succesful summer had by all.

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