Oh I’m Sure This Is Perfectly Safe!?
Ah the good gold days, when you’d tie an old piece of cord around the local neighbourhood girl’s waist and push her off the top of a decrepit block of flats, watching her fly through the air while her blood-curdling screams of terror bounce around off the other dilapidated buildings, risking her life for a few giggles and to break the mundanity of snowbound life. I miss those days.
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