Go Kill Yourself


Once upon a time, there lived a little emo boy by the name of Eric. Eric had lived an honest emo life of razors and gay penetration. One day Eric went for a stroll up Mulberry lane, which wasn't actually a lane, but a hill. As he began ascending the hill, a little boy came rolling down it with a bloody cracked skull. Seconds after a girl came tumbling after. The only thought that registered in Eric's mind was "boy, that seems familar."((Wink Wink))

Atop Mulberry lane Eric spotted a gaint egg sitting on a wall. "WTF," the boy gasped. He couldn't believe it and thought he was dreaming. He had to cut himself back into reality. Eric whipped out his razor and began hacking away at his wrist. "Dumbass Verizon, they should make these things sharper" he hissed. "Screw this," he said giving up. With a skeptic glare, he decided to chunk a rock at the fat b*****d. The egg came plummeting down on impact with a great fall. ((wink)) The eggman splattered against the concrete in an exploding fashion, spewing chunks of slimy intestine and inards onto everyone in proximity. Then all the kings horses and all the kings men chased Eric's murdering a** all the way to death row....

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