Back when I was a tree, I used to spend my time playing the ColecoVision family fun console. But then they stopped making good games for the system, so I ascended into presexual self-love.
Now I will tell you about my journey. As I explained earlier, I was standing as a tree in the petrified forest. Then, all of the sudden, a troll appeared: it was the Norwegian playwright Henrik Ibsen. And we began to dance.
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