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I really like being called a good boy. The words “good boy” do something very strange to me. It’s like the Winter Soldier when the guy says that series of words. When a man utters the words “good boy” something awakens in me and my entire personality and consciousness alter. It can be described through four stages. The Four Stages Of Good Boy. The first stage occurs when it is uttered for the first time. I jump up, the energy in my body skyrockets, and I get really hyper and excited. I feel in such a state of excitement that I can’t stay still. Meanwhile, my mind frantically tries to process the situation. It panics and desperately tries to find an answer to the question, “Am I a good boy?” It delves into past experiences making me relive every singe memory I’ve experienced with the utterer, and making my excitement go even higher. The pure excitement and suspense that comes from wondering if I am truly as good of a boy as the utterer claims makes me feel a dopamine high that can be matched by but few sensations. The second stage follows the first upon the event that the question of whether I’m a good boy or not is answered, and in this scenario it must confirm that I am, in fact, a good boy. The feeling excels anything else. I feel such a rush of validation, acceptance, excitement, and pure joy. My mind slowly begins to comprehend the fact that I, me, Watever Youare, is in fact, a good boy. Out of anyone in the world, the utterer chose me to hold the honor of being a good boy. “I… I’m… a-a good boy..!” I exclaim, in pure delight. I could finally understand. I was, in fact, truly, a good boy. The third stage requires a different approach. It requires a higher version of the phrase, “good boy”. A few examples include “my good boy”, “special boy”, “pretty boy”, or even “my puppy.” These take the feeling of wonder and ecstasy to another level altogether. No longer was I a simple, “good boy”, but I was his good boy! His boy! I was not but a mere good boy, but a special boy! I was… special..! I was pretty! I was a puppy! It was too much to take! It would make me jump for joy and make my eyes sparkle in awe and wonder. It was on another lever of compliments. The era of me being a good boy was over, and the era of me being his special, pretty puppy had arrived. The final stage is when the ASMR video ends, I take off my headphones, and silently cry to myself knowing that I’m single. In the words of Leonard Church, “Ain’t that a bitch?” | made w/ Imgflip meme maker

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Spooky_MrFidgetSpinner
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Combine them and you get John Wick
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I really like being called a good boy. The words “good boy” do something very strange to me. It’s like the Winter Soldier when the guy says that series of words. When a man utters the words “good boy” something awakens in me and my entire personality and consciousness alter. It can be described through four stages. The Four Stages Of Good Boy. The first stage occurs when it is uttered for the first time. I jump up, the energy in my body skyrockets, and I get really hyper and excited. I feel in such a state of excitement that I can’t stay still. Meanwhile, my mind frantically tries to process the situation. It panics and desperately tries to find an answer to the question, “Am I a good boy?” It delves into past experiences making me relive every singe memory I’ve experienced with the utterer, and making my excitement go even higher. The pure excitement and suspense that comes from wondering if I am truly as good of a boy as the utterer claims makes me feel a dopamine high that can be matched by but few sensations. The second stage follows the first upon the event that the question of whether I’m a good boy or not is answered, and in this scenario it must confirm that I am, in fact, a good boy. The feeling excels anything else. I feel such a rush of validation, acceptance, excitement, and pure joy. My mind slowly begins to comprehend the fact that I, me, Watever Youare, is in fact, a good boy. Out of anyone in the world, the utterer chose me to hold the honor of being a good boy. “I… I’m… a-a good boy..!” I exclaim, in pure delight. I could finally understand. I was, in fact, truly, a good boy. The third stage requires a different approach. It requires a higher version of the phrase, “good boy”. A few examples include “my good boy”, “special boy”, “pretty boy”, or even “my puppy.” These take the feeling of wonder and ecstasy to another level altogether. No longer was I a simple, “good boy”, but I was his good boy! His boy! I was not but a mere good boy, but a special boy! I was… special..! I was pretty! I was a puppy! It was too much to take! It would make me jump for joy and make my eyes sparkle in awe and wonder. It was on another lever of compliments. The era of me being a good boy was over, and the era of me being his special, pretty puppy had arrived. The final stage is when the ASMR video ends, I take off my headphones, and silently cry to myself knowing that I’m single. In the words of Leonard Church, “Ain’t that a bitch?”
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I really like being called a good boy. The words “good boy” do something very strange to me. It’s like the Winter Soldier when the guy says that series of words. When a man utters the words “good boy” something awakens in me and my entire personality and consciousness alter. It can be described through four stages. The Four Stages Of Good Boy. The first stage occurs when it is uttered for the first time. I jump up, the energy in my body skyrockets, and I get really hyper and excited. I feel in such a state of excitement that I can’t stay still. Meanwhile, my mind frantically tries to process the situation. It panics and desperately tries to find an answer to the question, “Am I a good boy?” It delves into past experiences making me relive every singe memory I’ve experienced with the utterer, and making my excitement go even higher. The pure excitement and suspense that comes from wondering if I am truly as good of a boy as the utterer claims makes me feel a dopamine high that can be matched by but few sensations. The second stage follows the first upon the event that the question of whether I’m a good boy or not is answered, and in this scenario it must confirm that I am, in fact, a good boy. The feeling excels anything else. I feel such a rush of validation, acceptance, excitement, and pure joy. My mind slowly begins to comprehend the fact that I, me, Watever Youare, is in fact, a good boy. Out of anyone in the world, the utterer chose me to hold the honor of being a good boy. “I… I’m… a-a good boy..!” I exclaim, in pure delight. I could finally understand. I was, in fact, truly, a good boy. The third stage requires a different approach. It requires a higher version of the phrase, “good boy”. A few examples include “my good boy”, “special boy”, “pretty boy”, or even “my puppy.” These take the feeling of wonder and ecstasy to another level altogether. No longer was I a simple, “good boy”, but I was his good boy! His boy! I was not but a mere good boy, but a special boy! I was… special..! I was pretty! I was a puppy! It was too much to take! It would make me jump for joy and make my eyes sparkle in awe and wonder. It was on another lever of compliments. The era of me being a good boy was over, and the era of me being his special, pretty puppy had arrived. The final stage is when the ASMR video ends, I take off my headphones, and silently cry to myself knowing that I’m single. In the words of Leonard Church, “Ain’t that a bitch?”