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I swatted at the gigantic cockroach on the counter…

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As I cautiously stepped inside the old house, the air grew heavy and a chilling whisper echoed through the halls.

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As I lay in bed, I felt a gentle tug on my blanket.

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I thought the 36 needles I had shoved into my groin would be a breeze to get back out.

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The rain fell hard that night, just like the blows from a bloody hammer.

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The creaky old house, with its peeling paint and broken windows, had a sign that read "Vacancy: Welcome home."

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While eating my morning cereal, I glanced at the missing kids on the back of the milk carton.

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I asked my wife why she told me yesterday, and again this morning that I have dementia.

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I fornicated with my neighbors goat!

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I awoke in a haze, and a nurse near to my face said, “Mr. Smith, your transformation was successful and your new breasts and vagina are beautiful.”

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
I swatted at the gigantic cockroach on the counter…	334
As I cautiously stepped inside the old house, the air grew heavy and a chilling whisper echoed through the halls.	30
As I lay in bed, I felt a gentle tug on my blanket.	18
I thought the 36 needles I had shoved into my groin would be a breeze to get back out.	10
The rain fell hard that night, just like the blows from a bloody hammer.	6
The creaky old house, with its peeling paint and broken windows, had a sign that read "Vacancy: Welcome home."	6
While eating my morning cereal, I glanced at the missing kids on the back of the milk carton.	6
I asked my wife why she told me yesterday, and again this morning that I have dementia.	5
I fornicated with my neighbors goat!	5
I awoke in a haze, and a nurse near to my face said, “Mr. Smith, your transformation was successful and your new breasts and vagina are beautiful.”	1