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Knife to the sponge, syringe to the frosting?
Just do it, and fast.
I feel nothing but pain, it cries, vomiting blue goo all over the table.
Send me to hell where I belong.
Dont do it, judges.
Those lopsided googly eyes have too much to live for!
