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When I was little, momma dropped me on a washing machine. This explains part of me.

If you care to know more, read on.

My only two friends stole my south park racing game for N64 and threw me into a ditch full of sandspurs. When I got older, momma would feed me chocolate, but it turns out I'm halfdog.



Then my bicycle got stolen by a fat man in a sailor suit one day on the ride home from school.



Now all I do is spend my time playing warcraft and building rugs out of clay.



Why don't you love me, Jenny?