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+rep for hosting that great copy pasta about the calf

-REP Something about Hanley ignites something inside me im not sure i knew existed until I met him. On the outside Hanley is nothing but love-able. His long somewhat unkempt hair and conspicuous grin would prompt you to believe that he is just a big goofball. But when I really got to know him my feelings for him took a turn. The smile that once made blush and feel a warmth in my chest now made me squirm with disgust and anxiety. I can feel every hair on my body lunge up as if to retreat from the horror in front of me.His laugh once gave off a jolly heartful gesture but know all I hear is a maniacal scream that haunts me so that I feel my skin ping with detest. So what was it that dramatically changed my perspective of this curly haired monster?? (1/4)

It was what he did to that Calf. No not somebodys leg, a baby cow. He tied its legs so that it could not stand up from its side, and then after applying lube, made love to it as if it were his bride. My only comfort is in knowing that the calf didnt suffer long, as Hanley only lasted about two and one half minutes with the poor animal. Time went on and I continued to play counter-strike with Hanley, doing my best to block that night out of my memory.A few years later as winter rolled around, Hanley invited a few of the counter-strike guys to his house for a BBQ. At this point I had successfully blocked the incident out of my mind as if it were a fever dream that was left unremembered the next morning. At the BBQ I was socializing with a few of the other players while Hanley grilled up a few burgers. (2/4)

After 45 minutes of so of catching up with everyone I suddenly got very hungry. My stomach ached and growled so I swiftly walked over to Hanley and filled my plate with three burgers, and topped them off with some of Hanleys special sauce as he insisted. Those were the best tasting burgers I had ever had in my life, and despite being full to the brim I had him cook me up another, and loaded it up with his homemade sauce. I was full and happy and the night went on full of laughs and drinking. (3/4)

I dont recall much of what was said that night, but one thing im certain of is that as we were all sitting around the TV enthralled in a SSB tournament, Hanley leaned over and whispered in my ear "I hope that molly tasted good, I was saving her for a special occasion ;)" My face became numb instantly and my head dropped into my hands. He leaned in closer and said "And dont forget the sauce too, I made it with the product of me and molly's (the calf) love." "and of course sprinkled in some pepper and cyan to season it." I haven't felt human since that night. I know that nobody will ever believe me so ive never brought it up to anyone. My therapist administered me into the psychiatric ward last week. I will never love again for the rest of my years on this god forsaken earth. I hate you Hanley. I hate you. (4/4)

WALLER

-rep he was salty

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Long live somalia