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THAT LITTLE BASTARD. With his tricks and vile forms of play. Hacking. Shaving. Slicing. Mutillating. All that will yield before him or that gets in his way. Coming around, down the stairs, wood cracked beneath my feet and my hand slid across the rail, collecting dust at my fingertips and i came into a dark room, with the smell wet stone of many years and there was a robotic retard playing empty stared. IT WAS A LITTLE ANDROID MAN HALF THE SIZE THAT I AM. SCISSORS ON HIS HEAD. SCCCIIISSSOOORRRRSSSSS ON HIS FUCKING HEAD!! Little android man. Born without a soul. Without that force of reason. The scissors took control. Little android man. Born without a heart, if he's in your vicinity he'll cut you apart! Here he comes there's no line it's just a game. Don't look back he's right behind and here's your piece of mind. (cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut) Little android man. Born without a soul. Without the voice of reason, the scissors took control! Little android man. Born without a heart the insanity will cut you apart. Robotic retard counts his fingers 1 2 3 4. LITTLE ANDROID MAN NEVER- NEVER NEVER TRUST A LITTLE ANDROID MAN HE'LL CUT CUT CUT CUT. |