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A ridiculous micro story
I will cunt-punt you to the fucken moon the next time you disrespect me about my smile; said the woman sitting in the waiting area, to the woman sitting behind a desk at *SMILES R US* Dental office in the magical district of Broom, located in the 11th Kingdom of None. I dare say, I will charge onto you with the force of a raging horde of Smurfs you ghoulish looking loser. And you can forget about dream walking to a deserted island where tales of a secret treasure chest lay in wait. Legend has it it’s been locked for thousands of years just begging to be opened. I will vanquish you with my deep reach of magic; with a flurry of words that will bind, blind and disfigure you, more so than you already are, leaving you completely helpless to mine cheese on the moon for the rest of your life😂You will need top notch convalescence by the time I’m finish with you. I will then drink and be merry with a fifth of rum to be finally rid of you! The woman behind the desk slyly replies; You expect too much from me dear lady to think that I can restrain myself from you and your Jack-o’-lantern teeth!😂
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