Life was soup and I was fork.
But then... "Hello you,"
It was then I realize Joe was pancake.
And fork ate pancake nicely.
A/N: The next story is more put together and longer, but in a bad way.
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Why Did I Make This? What's Wrong With Me?
FanfictionThis is a mix of two short stories, one of which I created after editing my friends as Lady Dimitrescu's cigarette holder and laying on top of her breasts. The other I created after I edited a photo of my friend falling to make it appear as though s...
