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Story for the day (Monday)

CaptainWacky

I want to smell dark matter
"Why did you just steal my shoes?" she asked, out of breathe. She had been running after him for nearly ten minutes.

"Wow, you can run fast!" said the thief, impressed. He dropped the shoes he had stolen from her on the beach onto the ground.

"What, you're just giving them up?" she asked, confused.

"I have a shoe fetish, and I'm terribly ashamed," he said, sadly.

She bent over to pick up the shoes and he stared at her cleavage.

"HAHA, I also have a CLEAVAGE fetish you fool!" he said, like a maniac.

"All men have a cleavage fetish you moron," she said, putting her shoes on. He continued to eye her cleavage.

"Not like me they don't!" he said. "I FUCKING LOVE CLEAVAGE, GOD I WANT TO FUCK YOUR TITS, HEAVEN HELP ME!"

"I'm going," she said. He pulled out a gun.

"See, I couldn't just shoot you on the beach, so I had to get you to chase me up this dark alley where I can shoot you without anyone seeing."

"But why!?" she asked, backing away.

"I have a shooting fetish!" he said, pulling the trigger. A flag with "BANG" on it came out of the gun.

"The fuck!?" she asked.

"Yeah, I have a fake gun fetish too, sorry!" he said.

"Bye," she said.

"WAIT!" he shouted.

"What now?" she asked.

"Can I have your autograph, miss Paquin?" he asked.

"Oh, okay then," said Anna.
 
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