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[in that ever happenin' center of camp, there is a crowd of zombie children, clamoring for brains.]
H-hey, come on, those aren't for eating!
[little brain plushes, that is, being passed out by that kid that looks like a scary punk but is really just a pile of adorable fail]
((Slowing down for tonight! Will leave the window open so I remember to pick up tomorrow))
H-hey, come on, those aren't for eating!
[little brain plushes, that is, being passed out by that kid that looks like a scary punk but is really just a pile of adorable fail]
((Slowing down for tonight! Will leave the window open so I remember to pick up tomorrow))