(oh and also, can you just blow it so it's a death blow instead of cutting me piece by piece by making me wear some tight criss cross leggings and cutting those fat pieces of stuck out meat with a dull knife? not that i really mind but it surely takes an awefully long time and soon enough you'll compain that stupid knife of yours won't cut well enough and you'll lose patience on the whole thing and i'll just be sitting here while you think of other ways... and not that i don't love you to know you aren't smart enough but i just hate sitting and waiting. i can't even wait for a haircut which at most takes an hour. oh shit i minorly complained. so yes continue to use your dull knife while i eat a buttered up piece of shitty slice and pretend the whole thing is fun as hell. yes funner than your fucking family.)

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