little joke
We still talk, never had
sense of humor. I never knew fit
willingly
small jokes that I did. Your anger disproportionate
by
any nonsense, I have been increasingly encouraging
.
I became obsessed with
prepare the mother of all games, murder you in jest.
You, as usual,
not understand the situation you raised.
you think that the threat did
tea with that gun
was real.
should have guessed,
you sit wrong, but what
not expected, is that I esestases
three slashes with the ham.
That was not a shred of grace.
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