The potatos... they revolted. What can stop them? I can't. Can you? Of course not! You're just my trusty oven. You couldn't do such things, right? No? Well, I guess it was worth a try. I can't seem to find any way to deal with this though. It feels like a breeze of wind in a cold, cold night. There is no escape. You can only delay it. Death is unavoidable from birth. But birth isn't unavoidable from death. In fact, it's entirely un-unavoidable. Death comes after life, which comes after birth, so birth is before death. The potatos are close now. I can smell them. They can smell me. for it to stop. A S S
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