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blah blah blah blah....Matt felt like he was in prison as the three evil prison guards ruthlessly verbally abused him. They continued to scream and shriek, berating Matt for simply existing. What was this poor man to do in this situation? He looked around his holding cell, he was trapped, there was no way out and the three guards were definitely planning his demise. Turning on "gangsta" rap Matt knew it was over, he was done for. The agony quickly subsided, was he dead? No, he had just passed out momentarily, damn, perhaps those weird religious wackos had been right after all, hell did exist and he was in it. A flash of brilliance came to Matt, he grabbed a camera from off the table in front of him and blinded his evil captors, dashing for the door at the same time. He flung open the door and stumbled out of the building he would have to survive in the freezing snows...
reality: I'm in a room with three girls listening to rap and I feel bad about getting up and leaving. This is fucking ridiculous, this is proof god does not exist.
reality: I'm in a room with three girls listening to rap and I feel bad about getting up and leaving. This is fucking ridiculous, this is proof god does not exist.