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2/5/2015 5:57:48 AM
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The box, is put at ease. And tells a 8 hr story about how it has sat in the same place the last 8 hrs, and how it feels like its misunderstood and how everyone wants to open it with their dicks.
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*prescribes heavy psychoactive medication to make it forget that is, in fact, a box*
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The box now believes its not a box. But starts to suffer from psychotic bouts of hallucinations and dementia.
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"I see you are suffering hallucinogenic sideffects" *takes the rest of the medication* *becomes box*
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The box tries to open you. "Reveal your secrets to me!"
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*brooklyn accent* there is nothing but the universe n-no nothing. universe. uNNNNIIIIIIiiiiversssse. THerre THERE IS. THERE IS NO BOX>>>X>X>X>>>..... *burst into flames*
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The box opens up to try and save you! But out crawls niki manaj and her nasaly ass voice!
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Alas, it is too late. Dr. Couchenfreud has moved on to a better place. but probably hell.
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[b][i][u]NOOOOO!!!!![/u][/i][/b]
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*begins to offer words of encouragement, but remembers he is dead. and he is a doctor, therefore there is no god* *continues smoldering, I guess*
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The box summons the last of its power. You arise from the ashes but now you are an adorable puppy. "Sorry, i tried. Good news is pretty ladies will love you."
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*happy tears and vicious tail wagging* Thanks Box, you've helped me more than I ever could've helped you *pisses joy piss and trots off into the sunset* fin.
