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I asked monster to move, but he was too busy eating a 24-box of donuts he found in the garbage. He moaned, and some of his donut-covered spit landed on my shirt (which I later burned). He tried to waddle but fell off the curb. I laughed; its funny watching fat people fall. When he fell, he created a sinkhole so big that the army and navy had to be called to fix it.
I waited until the military showed up and pulled him out with a crane. I hope he dies.