My name is Mary. One night on Halloween, I heard a story about a killer princess who rides all around town on her bike, with a knife in her wicker basket on her bike. The only time that she comes out is on Halloween. My friends and I were trick or treating when I heard a something that sounded like a bike horn so I turned around and SLASH... that was the end of that killer princess. This is Mary, the killer princess annihilator, signing off.
By my brother, Nick
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