"I suppose. Why were there frogs in the mall anyway? Why didn't we notice them before? Why did I happen to find them as soon as you said? Fuck, why did the god damn mall burn down!"
[i/]Feed him to the hungry rats for dinner
slice his throat with a rusty cleaver
shoot him through the heart with a loaded pistol
put him in a sack and throw him overboard
early in the morning...[/i]
I stare blankly into the soup. I know something's wrong. Just fucking do it. It looks odd. Get the fuck on with it. Not like you're gonna advance otherwise.
"Okay." I drink it.
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