I once had a piggybank in my room Only it was a real pig. I didn't know that. I wanted to get the change out. So I bashed it with and axe and watched it's slimy intrails spill on my carpet My mom wasn't too happy.
Reason for writing:
My box of cheesits inspired me.Birth sign: Aquarius
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