explodingrose93 (4:41:25 PM): "there once was a baby duck. different from the rest. what made him stand out was that he was the uglyest. one day he was alone, and saw his reflection. what stared back @ him was his distorted imperfection. sadness filled him deep inside, from his face he could not hide. but then he drempt of becomeing a beautiful swan, the pain inside was suddenly gone. happyness filled his, what a glorious day, now he knew every thing would be..."
explodingrose93 (4:46:39 PM): "ewe grose! ugh! it makes me feel ill just looking in its general direction. its like a thing of pure yucky! i have never seen anything so hidiouse! well... that one time, but it had been dead for eight weeks! and it had something growing on its head, but anyways. i mean three words, butt.. ug-lehe! its like, you were pumeled with the ugly stick, wich would have been a lot biger than this, and maybe had spikes on it, or some kind of acid. its as though evelution kept going but you didnt. i seen rotting cabage that was prettyer than you. one time... i steped in poo. and i wiped it on the grass, and the shape it made... kinda looked like your face."
explodingrose93 (4:46:47 PM): *kicks duck in the pond*
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