An Ode to the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man
Rend your rictus with screams of inchoate rage and explode my face with eldritch fire. I love you Stay Puft.
Rend your rictus with screams of inchoate rage and explode my face with eldritch fire. I love you Stay Puft.
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