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then deal with it, nerd
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to be fair, i was underaged myself when i wrote that
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Idk if I should be concerned about the drawing or the comments
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You should be concerned with both
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in the arms of an angel
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No! It didn't end with Happily Ever After!
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Burgerpants looks a bit stressed... no idea why...
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this is truely one of the wonders of the world
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how much junk food.... did they eat.....?
in... POUNDS..........
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¡ADVERTENCIA! Sigue leyendo! ¡O usted morirá, incluso si usted miraba solamente la advertencia de la palabra! Una vez que había una niña llamada Clarissa, tenía diez años de edad y vivía en un hospital mental, porque mató a su madre ya su padre. Se puso tan mal que fue a matar a todo el personal en el hospital por lo que el gobierno más decidió que la mejor idea era deshacerse de ella por lo que establecer una habitación especial para matarla, lo más humano posible, pero salió mal la máquina Estaban usando salió mal. Y permaneció sentada allí en agonía durante horas hasta que murió. Ahora cada semana en el día de su muerte vuelve a la persona que lee esta carta, en un lunes por la noche a las 12:00 a.m. Se arrastra en su habitación y te mata lentamente, cortándolo y viendo sangrar hasta la muerte. Ahora envíe esto a otras diez imágenes en este sitio, y ella frecuentará a alguien que no lo hace. Esto no es falso. Al parecer, si copias y pegas esto a diez comentarios en los próximos diez minutos tendrás el mejor día de tu vida mañana.Tu recibirás beso o pedirá, si rompes esta cadena u verás a una niña muerta en ti
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I am a very sick little boy. My mother is typing this for me, because I can’t. She is crying. Don’t cry, Mommy! Mommy is always sad, but she says it’s not my fault. I asked her if it was God’s fault, but she didn’t answer, and only started crying harder, so I don’t ask her that anymore. The reason she is so sad is that I’m so sick. I was born without a body. It doesn’t hurt, except when I go to sleep.
The doctors gave me an artificial body. My body is a burlap bag filled with leaves. The doctors said that was
the best they could do on account of us havin’ no money or insurance. I would like to have a body transplant, but we need more money. Mommy doesn’t work because she said employers don’t hire crying people. I said, “Don’t cry, Mommy,” and she hugged my burlap body. Mommy always gives me hugs, even though she’s allergic to burlap, and it chafes her real bad.
I hope you will help me. You can help me if you forward this e-mail. Dr. Johansen said if you foward this e-mail then Bill Gates will team up with AOL and do a survey with NASA. Then the astronauts will collect prayers from school children all over America and take them up to space so that the angels can hear them better. Then they will go to the Pope, and he will take up a collection in church and send the money to the doctors. The doctors could help me better then.
Maybe one day I will be able to play baseball. Or maybe just use my lungs and heart, when the doctors make them. The doctors said that every time you foward this letter, the astronauts can take another prayer to the angels. Please help me. Mommy is so sad, and I want a body. I don’t want my leaves to rot before I turn 10.
If you don’t foward this e-mail, that’s OK. Mommy says you’re a mean heartless person who doesn’t care about a poor little boy with only a head. She says that she hopes that you stew in the raw pit of your own guilt-ridden stomach. What kind of wretched person are you that you can’t take five lousy minutes to forward this to all your friends so that they can feel guilt and shame for the rest of their day, and then maybe help a poor, bodiless nine-year-old boy?
Please help me. This really sucks. I try to be happy but it’s hard. I wish
I had a puppy. I wish I could hold a puppy.
Thank You.
Billy ‘Smiles’ Evans, The boy with just a head. And a burlap sack for a body.
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i dont think you would survive long with only a head... not even a day... because how would someone survive without eating...? you dont have anywhere for all the food to go... and many other things... so a boy with only a head is one of the biggest logic fails i have seen/heard. and i have seen some CRAZY logic fails...
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its a drawing, mate
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...not talking about the drawing... i am talking about wut u said before.
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didnt realize you were replying to a several month old comment so let me revise my reply:
its a copypasta, mate
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