everything else in this aside, imagine being such an absolute fucking potato that you write blogs with a play by play of yourself using social media. who the fuck would ever want to read that??

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I WOKE UP, AND SNIFFED. WAS THAT A FART I SMELLED? NO, NO, TOO HEARTY, TOO EARTHY. I DISCARDED THE THOUGHT FROM MY MIND, AND LOGGED INTO HORSECUM.FARTS. I DECIDED TO POST SOMETHING... A MEME ABOUT DOGS, PERHAPS? NO, TOO PERSONAL. I WROTE DOWN A SONNET ABOUT MY LONGSTANDING LOVE OF SMASHING MYSELF IN THE DICK WITH A HAMMER, AND CLICKED SUBMIT. NOW, THE WAIT WAS ON. EAGERLY, I REFRESHED MY NOTIFICATIONS,

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