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You Used To Call Me: I'm so sorry. ttstorytime - It was a good day to die. But let's start from the beginning, shall we? It was a cold Summers day on September 11st. I pulled up my pants and open the door to let my dog limp out of the room. I walk into the living room where my family was seated. "What took ya so long?" "Sorry Mila, had to take care of some business." "Oh. Well have a nice day." I say goodbye to the rest of my family and walk out the front door. Aproaching my 1999 Prius, I noticed there was a note on my windshield. I picked it up and unfolded it: 'Dont come to Twin Towers tomorrow. 9-10-11' Well that's weird. Why wouldn't I go to work? Also, the note was dated yesterday. I disregard it and throw it on the ground. 'If you or a loved one has suffered from-' I turn off the radio and put on some real nigga music: 'You used to call me on my cellphone...' "LATE NIGHT WHEN I NEED YOUR LOVEEEEEE" Soon I arrived at the first tower and parked. I took the elevator to the 13rd floor and exited. "Hey Sharon, how's the baby coming?" "I'm not pregnant." "Alrighhhh cooo." I sit down at my desk and unpack my things. All of a sudden I got a massive migraine. It felt like planes were flying into my head. It felt like my mind was hijacked. It felt like I was gonna collapse. It felt like (alright enough 9-11 jokes those are just plane wrong). Eventually the pain in my head subsided. But it was replaced by a buzzing sound. It didn't sound like it was in my head? "OH MY GOD A PLANE!" "Plane?" "No I mean these bagels, who the fuck bought plain ones. But there is a plane coming this direction though lol." I turn around and spot the oncoming hunter killer drone indeed coming this direction. So this is it? I'm gonna die in this hell hole? I'm 43 and Im still a fucking virgin. I work an awful job, im ugly as shit, my dick lil, I have below average intelligence, broke, no gf, and live with Mila Kunis. Perhaps it is a good day to die. "No my child." Huh? Who said that? "It is me, the almighty being." "Anime?" "No my child. It is me, God." "God? I thought you left in that one meme?" "Indeed. But I have returned to tell you one thing." "?" "Ur mom gey." Boom.
You Used To Call Me: I'm so sorry. ttstorytime - It was a good day to die. But let's start from the beginning, shall we? It was a cold Summers day on September 11st. I pulled up my pants and open the door to let my dog limp out of the room. I walk into the living room where my family was seated. "What took ya so long?" "Sorry Mila, had to take care of some business." "Oh. Well have a nice day." I say goodbye to the rest of my family and walk out the front door. Aproaching my 1999 Prius, I noticed there was a note on my windshield. I picked it up and unfolded it: 'Dont come to Twin Towers tomorrow. 9-10-11' Well that's weird. Why wouldn't I go to work? Also, the note was dated yesterday. I disregard it and throw it on the ground. 'If you or a loved one has suffered from-' I turn off the radio and put on some real nigga music: 'You used to call me on my cellphone...' "LATE NIGHT WHEN I NEED YOUR LOVEEEEEE" Soon I arrived at the first tower and parked. I took the elevator to the 13rd floor and exited. "Hey Sharon, how's the baby coming?" "I'm not pregnant." "Alrighhhh cooo." I sit down at my desk and unpack my things. All of a sudden I got a massive migraine. It felt like planes were flying into my head. It felt like my mind was hijacked. It felt like I was gonna collapse. It felt like (alright enough 9-11 jokes those are just plane wrong). Eventually the pain in my head subsided. But it was replaced by a buzzing sound. It didn't sound like it was in my head? "OH MY GOD A PLANE!" "Plane?" "No I mean these bagels, who the fuck bought plain ones. But there is a plane coming this direction though lol." I turn around and spot the oncoming hunter killer drone indeed coming this direction. So this is it? I'm gonna die in this hell hole? I'm 43 and Im still a fucking virgin. I work an awful job, im ugly as shit, my dick lil, I have below average intelligence, broke, no gf, and live with Mila Kunis. Perhaps it is a good day to die. "No my child." Huh? Who said that? "It is me, the almighty being." "Anime?" "No my child. It is me, God." "God? I thought you left in that one meme?" "Indeed. But I have returned to tell you one thing." "?" "Ur mom gey." Boom.

I'm so sorry. ttstorytime - It was a good day to die. But let's start from the beginning, shall we? It was a cold Summers day on Septembe...

You Used To Call Me: <p>you used to call me on your flip phone</p>
You Used To Call Me: <p>you used to call me on your flip phone</p>

<p>you used to call me on your flip phone</p>