Lets read a scary/creepy story.
I stared across the table at my best friend of 12 years, Curtis. We had just finished a delicious meal prepared by Curtis' personal chef. The after dinner conversation was boring, but then we started talking about some kid neither of us liked in high school.
"Remember Davis? From high school?" He asked.
"Yeah, yeah, wasn't he that really annoying kid that noone really liked?"
"The one and the same. Remember that time when he singlehandedly fought the twelfth grade in the snowball fight?"
"Oh yeah. Jesus I hated that kid."
"But wasn't he tasty?
Happy Halloween people.
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