Y'know, when I initially commented I clicked the "shoot me if I speak again" link but, sadly, nothing much happened.
So I kept on commenting.
Then the comments evaporated & I found myself talking to computer generated Spamulons from the planet Spamulon.
At that point I began to develop an addiction to the musky smell of my own unwashed ball sack.
The compulsion became so overwhelming that I managed to clandestinely & inappropriately shove my hands down my pants during all manner of potentially embarrassing social situations.
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Y'know, when I initially commented I clicked the "shoot me if I speak again" link but, sadly, nothing much happened.
So I kept on commenting.
Then the comments evaporated
& I found myself talking to
computer generated Spamulons
from the planet Spamulon.
At that point I began to develop an addiction
to the musky smell of my own unwashed ball sack.
The compulsion became so overwhelming that I managed to clandestinely & inappropriately shove my hands down my pants during all manner of potentially embarrassing social situations.
Some nights I cry myself to sleep...
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