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- >be me, bonky
- >i'm with my pickle horse-man pal, pickle horse-man
- >we're killing ourselves in our mind
- >i'm killing myself MUCH faster (in my mind) than pickle horse-man is killing himself in his
- >he KNOWS he is losing
- >i'm grinning malevolently
- >he shrinks in fear
- >at this rate he will NEVER catch up
- >i throw back my head and cackle maniacally
- >i hear him squeal
- >i fix my sight back on him
- >i stare deep into his soul
- >i confront him in his most private, innermost, deepest sanctuaries
- >he screams
- >the fiery hell of my diabolically hyper-active imaginings skyrocket into infinities nested in infinities
- >they bear down on him
- >he's swept up in a galaxy-sized torrent of bonkies dying
- >they erode away his ego
- >his id
- >his superego
- >everything that is pickle horse-man withers and crumples to dust
- >until the entity known as pickle horse-man
- >is nothing at all
- >and slowly
- >gradually
- >he is reborn
- >in the savage light
- >of me killing myself (in my mind (now in his))
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