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/~* A Scroll Tale™ *~\ Choose Your Own Page 48 "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. THE END | ||||
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