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The Snowman
I woke up covered in drooling, screaming children. They were climbing on my shoulders, poking me with sticks, even licking me. Their disgusting fleshy pink bodies evoked some distant memory ...
I woke up covered in drooling, screaming children. They were climbing on my shoulders, poking me with sticks, even licking me. Their disgusting fleshy pink bodies evoked some distant memory ...