You are in a restaurant on a waist high table covered in blood and intestines wrapped in a huge piece of human flesh zombies tearing you piece by piece until nothing is left
A lock of you hair is used to make a voodoo doll and baked in the oven and placed in a coffin you hear the words these products last an afterlife guarantee
Choice 7
Wake Up
Choice 8
Take a nap
Saturday, June 20, 2009
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