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>>33533802
>There's nothing inherently wrong with being a brown SEA manlet

Did Kanata remove usaken logo from her castle?

I am more nervous than Moona right now, hold me, hlg

Ogey sellers, give me your strongest rrats

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_GlqT6O0UVo

I actually got spooked by this, what the fuck

>enoroK is abnoxious faggot
Why all dogfags like this?

>>28624149
>she is grounded

Towa... Usada Pekora
A Short Story
by John Doe
Usada Pekora was thinking about Ogey Rrat again. Ogey was a tortelini... rrrrrrrat with sloppy lips and fat arms.

Usada walked over to the window and reflected on her big surroundings. She had always loved iron minecraft server with its puny, pongy Pekodam. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel ogey.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a tortelini... figure of Ogey Rrat.

Usada gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a towa..., twappi.., carrot juice drinker with fat lips and brunette arms. Her friends saw her as a curly, chubby crazy Bunny. Once, she had even helped a pleasant Artia cross the road.

But not even a towa... person who had once helped a pleasant Artia cross the road, was prepared for what Ogey had in store today.

The rain hammered like rrating rrrrats, making Usada rrat. Usada grabbed a rrat sausage that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Usada stepped outside and Ogey came closer, she could see the shredded glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want bun bun cha," Ogey bellowed, in a torre... tone. He slammed his fist against Usada's chest, with the force of 3596 rrrrats. "I frigging love you, Usada Pekora."

Usada looked back, even more rrat and still fingering the rrat sausage. "Ogey, I hate Aqua," she replied.

They looked at each other with rrat feelings, like two rich, rapid rrrrats ogeying at a very towel... funeral, which had bunbuncha music playing in the background and two tower... uncles slurping to the beat.

Usada studied Ogey's sloppy lips and fat arms. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you bun bun cha," she explained, in pitying tones.

Ogey looked ogey, his body raw like a gifted, gentle gun.

Usada could actually hear Ogey's body shatter into 8950 pieces. Then the tortelini... rrrrrrrat hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of carrot juice would calm Usada's nerves tonight.

THE END