*scurries into the pantry*
Mm, it smells like marmelad- ee! g-ghosts :O
*faints and my ghost flies out of my mouth*
*my body reflexively eats the ghost*
*opens eyes*
Mm, I feel energized for some reason, like I just ate something tasty :3
*scurries over to eat the marmelade*
*since T-Rex ded, gets turned into lunch meat, takes healthy steak, tosses on grill* roach, huh? I got your "roach" ... *burns one, exhales slowly* There's a reason you guys are supposed to be ded...
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