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The keys would eat the insides of locks because they were hungry. They ate the locks because they thought it was healthy. In their minds, it would provide them with a good source of iron.
Then, the toxic fumes ate everything. They ate the air and contaminated it. The only cure to these poisonous fumes were the sacred marshmallow forks. These sacred forks would be tossed around daily by plaid stingrays. The plaid stingrays do not follow lunchtime expectations. They run around aimlessly, tossing these forks. Then, they would catch them and eat them.