AIGHT SO HERE'S A SECRET.
WHEN I WAS A KID AND WAS HITTING PUBERTY, I GOT FREAKED OUT CUZ OF THE HAIR ON MY ♥♥♥♥.
THE ONLY ♥♥♥♥ I HAD SEEN WAS MY DADS AND I DIDN'T KNOW IT AT THE TIME BUT HE WAXES HIS ♥♥♥♥.
SO LIKE, I ALWAYS THOUGHT THAT DUDES ♥♥♥♥ WAS BALD AND ONLY GIRLS HAD HAIR ON THEY ♥♥♥♥.
SO I WAS AFRAID THAT IF MY ♥♥♥♥ HAD HAIR ON IT THAT I WOULD GROW A VAGINA AND TURN INTO A WOMAN.
SO I STARTED SHAVING MY ♥♥♥♥ EVERY DAY TO MAKE SURE THAT I DIDN'T GROW A ♥♥♥♥♥.
BUT LIKE, WHEN YOU SHAVE YOUR ♥♥♥♥, YOU KNOW THAT ♥♥♥♥ GETS ITCHY.
SO I BE WALKING AROUND SCHOOL ALL THE TIME SCRATCHING MY ♥♥♥♥.
ANYWAYS, THAT'S HOW I GOT THE NICKNAME ITCHY.

Please respond, I am the mother of a 9 year old that you played Minesweeper with. After your [One "vs" One] match with him he came home with a sore back, not too long after that he got diagnosed with autism out of the sudden, my child has always been very loquacious and talktive, it all started changing after your match please tell me what happened in your private lobby, i tried joining the lobby but it asked for my credit card information for some reason so i didn't trust that, Please don't take offense in this but the internet is a wild place nowadays you can't trust anything anymore. more importantly tho, i await your reply, please contact me at "My_Kid_Has_Autisim@Hotmail.com" if you happen to read this.

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I used to roll half a bottle of laxative pills into a Crunch wrap supreme and then leave cow pies on peoples door mats. People in my town installed porch cameras to catch the "Phantom S hitter" they said it couldn't possibly be one man, the hits were too frequent and too large. It had to be a whole gang of city punks coordinating and making planned precision strikes. I felt like a god among lesser beings in my town. Every time i was at the local diner and i overheard someone screaming about the black slop they found on their porch i felt powerful and unstoppable. I became too arrogant, started striking during the day. That's when they caught me and strung me up in the streets and hit me with rocks. I barely escaped with my life and i had to leave town. Now after all these years, I'm in a new town and I behave well enough. But I've got this nagging feeling, the urge is back, and I'm starting to think that my new town is about to experience a storm

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