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hey i found ur steam through a mutual friend and i just came to say that u look really pretty in ur profile pic ^.^ i think we could really get along well !! :) im just so happy to see a girl gamer these days (its a boy thing usually >.<) im not a misogynist or anything (i wuv feminism!! ^.^) so dont worry i will protect u if u want to talk and play cs sometime (so embarrassed!!) i can go on my smurf to make it easier for u :)) i just feel so warm when i hear ur special little name :33 add me on skype so we can play sometime ^.^ :)) my skype is footballboy83 ;)) hope u have a nice day!! even if u reject me i hope we can be friends (pls dont rejct me!! )) :333

I was only 8 when I was diagnosed with 'Toe Lump Syndrome'. The doctors told me my toes had just 2 months remaining, and that once the time arrived, they were to be amputated. Once I arrived home I buried my head into my Toy Story pillow and sobbed with no end in sight. The date arrived. September 11th. We waited at the hospital for my name to be called. "Stevie Wonder!" I wasn't ready for this. As I walked in I saw my dad talking in private with a black doctor. I was sedated, and so the 7-hour operation went by in a matter of moments. My stub-like feet were now fitted with bionic toes. I made my way home. The clock had just struck 4:20. It was my bed time. I was still a little bit sleepy from the operation, so sleeping was no problem. Hours later I needed the toilet. I left my bedroom, and passed my father's room. The door was open. He was making some strange noises. I hesitantly entered his room. I was greeted with a haunting sight. My father was on the bed, eating my toes. Amen.

Ｍｏｖｅ ｔｈｅｍ ｂｒｉｃｋｓ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｂａｎｄｏ ｌｉｋｅ， ｏｕｕ
Ｄｉａｍｏｎｄ ｏｎ ｍｙ ｗｒｉｓｔ ａｎｄ ｉｔ ｌｏｏｋ ｌｉｋｅ ｇｌｕｅ
Ｗａｌｋ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｃｌｕｂ ａｎｄ Ｉ ｆｌｅｘ ｌｉｋｅ ｏｕｕ
Ｍａｉｓｏｎ Ｍａｒｇｉｅｌａ ａｌｌ ｏｖｅｒ ｍｙ ｓｈｏｅ
Ｐｕｌｌ ｕｐ ｓｗｅｒｖｉｎｇ ｉｎ ａ ｃｏｕｐｅ

I was astonished by this image of 'The Bat', i struggled to sleep, it was always on my mind. After a week or so of sleep deprivation, i consulted my elders. I explained ever thing and showed them 'The Bat', as i showed the picture of 'The Bat' one of the wisest of the elders just locked up, he would not speak or move, just staring into thin air. Three hours later he sadly passed away. I will never know what he saw in that picture, but i think it’s some form of black magic and should be destroyed before it hurts anyone else. Please take this to heart and spread the word, i will be setting up a charity for any families that have been effected by 'The Bat'. Please comment 'amen', to show respect.

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