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WARNING! Carry on reading! Or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning! Once there was a little dog called Fat Dong, he was a cool dude and he lived in a car, because he killed his pet rock. He got so mad he went to kill all the rocks in the house so the government decided that best idea was to get rid of him so they set up a special room to cut his fat dong off as humane as possible. But it went wrong. The machine they were using went wrong. And he sat there in agony for hours until he died. Now every week on the day of his death he returns to the person that reads this letter, on a monday night at 6:00p.m. He jumps into your room and licks you slowly, by applying saliva with his tounge on you and watching the saliva dribble. Now send this to ten other profiles on this one site, and he will haunt someone else who doesn't. This is fake. apparently, if you copy and paste this to ten comments in the next ten minutes you will have a BIG DONG. THICC THOCC