You wake up on a bed with bandages around your head. As a sudden outburst from your other case of madness, you look for more sharp metal. You see none. You see yellow liquid on the ground around your pants and you relize you peed the bed.
Use left arm to tear of right arm. Use liquid on bed to tear of left arm. Make a sled out of your detached limbs(using your feet) and slide of the bed.
You find yourself on a hill, a pair of scissors in your hands, a mad duck staring at you, and your mouth horribly disfigured. What do you do?
You feel a sharp pain in the back of your mouth and suddenly:
You pass out from the pain of the ordeal.
Continue swallowing scissors
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Happiness decreases by 29.
Scoot butt on the ground
Happiness increases by 10.
You do not go to hell.
Walk out the door.
Moonwalk to a location in the room
I would kill the duck and make some dinne
i love pancake at the disco. i love their song "I like skin now marry me" and brendon theory is so hot