A huge amount of comments by the time I wake up, I don't really care what you say. You can call me a fgt, stalk me (ha, I dare you lel), hell you could even ask me anything.
Now, unleash the Flood!
Edit: Trending? Cool.
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Once upon a time, in a remote cabin near a lake by some trees, there lived a little old lady and her dog. One day she felt ill, so the dog decided to find her some herbs and berries to make a stew and help her recover. He went out into the woods looking for blueberries and bee balm petals. Unfortunately everything looked grey cuz he's a dog. So the little old lady died. Of pneumonia. Forever. Then the dog ate her. Cuz he hadn't been fed for a week.