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"Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha HA Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! HA HA Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" I could not stop laughing. My sides began to hurt. The teddy bear just stood there while I was laughing until I saw his face contort in a sinister sneer, but yet, I could not stop laughing. I watched him while he produced a can opener and start removing the lid to the corn. He began to say words to himself like "yes." and "it is time". I just laughed away and soon I was reduced to my knees. Once the lid was removed he said, "Now you will feel the dark power of CANNED CORN!" The corn came flying out in a swarm, circling me and and jabbing at me with its unrefridgerated malice. I laughed as it began eating away my skin. I laughed as it flew down my throat into my lungs and stomach. I laughed as it ate me away to nothingness.

Ben, you should tread softly when you are dealing things like canned corn. The corn has eaten you away to nothing but a skeleton. Your skeleton is sold on ebay to an anatomy class in the Southwest where you are named Herc and hung from a metal rod.

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