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what do you mean there's no such thing as scotchtoberfest

Day One:

 

Oh don't think I can't see you there. Sleekin' away like the timrous beastie that you are. Oh aye I'll eye you there like the louse you are. Scotchtoberfest. How...how..why..how..where did you come up with a...hey you get back here and you take what's coming to you.

 

Now don't cry, it'll only hurt for a moment....and then followed by the torturous agony of everlasting hell and damnation and Scotchtoberfest? Really, you though that no one would notice? You...you...I mean I don't. No I can't even look at you right now. If I could pluck out my eyeballs so that they may never fall upon you again I would. Alas I'll just have to settle for yours instead. Oh there's no need to be like that. You're just being childish now. If you're going to do things like this then you'll have to live with the consequences.

 

Oh dear maybe I shouldn't have done that. Now you wont see it coming and I so wanted for you to see what's in store for you. It was so, so, well it's so indescribable. Um well it's pointy. Pointy and sharp. Pointy and sharp and ticklish. Yes ticklish, at least it made me giggle when I thought about what I was going to use it for.

 

Now just sit back and relax. It'll all be over....on the 12th of never.

 

Mowahahahahaha.

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Uploaded on October 2, 2013
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