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A Box In Time
On a black and big morning, Dino sat in the sky. It was Valentine's Dayand he was all alone. His back ached in sorrow for the secret love thathe could never share. How could he expect Gris to love someone with anaked stomach?
Kindly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is likea gay sexy moon, all on a summer's day. I wish my Gris would eat me, inher own rare way..."
"Do you?" Gris sat down beside Dino and put her hand on Dino's hand. "I think that could be arranged."
Dino gasped naughtily. "But what about my naked stomach?"
"I like it," Gris said mystically. "I think it's stupid."
They came together and their kiss was there was blood everywere.
"I love you," Dino said quicker.
"I love you too," Gris replied and ate him.
They bought a duck, moved in together, and lived painfully ever after.
On a black and big morning, Dino sat in the sky. It was Valentine's Dayand he was all alone. His back ached in sorrow for the secret love thathe could never share. How could he expect Gris to love someone with anaked stomach?
Kindly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is likea gay sexy moon, all on a summer's day. I wish my Gris would eat me, inher own rare way..."
"Do you?" Gris sat down beside Dino and put her hand on Dino's hand. "I think that could be arranged."
Dino gasped naughtily. "But what about my naked stomach?"
"I like it," Gris said mystically. "I think it's stupid."
They came together and their kiss was there was blood everywere.
"I love you," Dino said quicker.
"I love you too," Gris replied and ate him.
They bought a duck, moved in together, and lived painfully ever after.
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