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My Pet Duck!
carlos12 (2016-01-25 22:08:21)really? BAN THIS
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May Spencer be in all our hearts....
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May Spencer be in all our hearts....
NodePoint (2016-01-26 19:52:59)Well played, Edgee. Well played. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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Crush42 (2016-01-27 23:55:44)This is actually hilarious. Well, until you signed it with that retarded 'You just got SMOed
' bull. You know what? Appreciation regardless; this is still probably the funniest thing I've read all year.
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Once upon a time down the old Plaza farm, lived a duck family, and Mama Duck had been sitting on a clutch of new eggs. One nice morning, the eggs hatched and out popped six chirpy ducklings. But one egg was bigger than the rest, and it didn't hatch. Mother Duck couldn't recall laying that seventh egg.. so she decided to throw it away.
It soon hatched, such a strange big firm duck it was, but it was alone. I decided to adopt that duck. Now it was my duck.
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It grew into a very big duck.
I had my duck out anywhere I went.
People were amazed at the size of my duck.
My duck liked to be played with.
Everyone wanted to play with my duck.
Such a majestic duck it was.
My duck would glisten like a strong swimmer, fresh from out of the pool.
It was a fantastic duck, that seemed as strong as a horse's leg, yet as delicate as a flower wrapped in silk.
What a grand, grand duck.
It seemed people would to anything to play with my duck.
This one time this shy girl, Lani, walked up to me to play with my duck..
"Go on", I said to her softly, "Touch it."
Lani leaned down slowly and brushed my duck's head with her fingertips... she suddenly felt like she was surrounded by ducks.
They were all around her, flopping all around and slapping her face.
They presented themselves tall and mighty all around her..
"God I love ducks" she would scream out.
After months of people having fun with my duck, it was time for it to die.
I choked my duck one night..
Such a guilty pleasure it would gave me choking my duck..
but it was over quite fast..
I cleaned up the mess with tissue paper.
But I couldn't let my duck go to waste.
I decided to cook it.
Next morning everyone was hungry for my duck.
There was enough duck for everyone.
"I want to taste Edgee's duck" they would say.
They all got in line as I offered them my duck.
Such a juicy duck.
They couldn't believe how chunky my duck was.
"That duck sure does pack alot of meat"
Such a big duck couldn't go to waste.
There mouths were full of Edgee's tasty duck.
I poured each girl tasting my duck some milk.
Some girls were accidentally making me spill my milk..
They drank my milk all down and wiped their mouths clean.
I got exhausted.. and went to sleep.
The End.
You just got SMOed.
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