Hey I'm Bob and this is my story.
So one day I was walking down the street when I came upon this guy who looked homeless but wasn't. He told me that if I didn't pay him his money, he would bite my brains. I didn't really understand what he was on about and what he was actually on as I did not know that drugs made you this loopy.
Anyways, he started to get really passive aggressive really quickly, and started to give me multiple wet willies. ( the thing in the ear, yeah you know ok). I kinda freaked the flip out and got physically aggressive with the grass on the floor. I kicked it. I felt so bad that I let this guy carry on his passive aggressiveness, and started to pray for the well-being of the grass, as if I had not done this regrettable deed, the grass could and would have lived the rest of its life perfectly. Until it was eventually killed when it was cut.
But little did I know this event would be the start of a whole chain of mysteriousness...
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Bob's unfortunate event
Kurgu DışıBob was a regular guy. He didn't want this to happen. He just wanted to carry his life on like a normal dude....but this thing had to come knocking on his door one day, completely ruining his life. ( not literally knocking on the door by the way)
