she was Making jokes within her head that made no sense. And then a voice spoke back to her.

"Hello"

She shut her pants. The euphoria of feelings had faded leaving her empty. 

"What the actual fuck" she muttered.

But she wasn't able to find one to give.

So she crawled inside, but couldn't find what she searched for. She stormed back outside, back into the wilderness. A toad croaked.

The toad then said, "I like you."

"OH YES THANK YOUUUU SOUP

Actually the toad despised her with a passion: His mum was actually a basil-banana broth, before she got consumed by a literal big mouthed person. 

"Fuck fuck why the fuck." 

The girl said.

"OH WOAH IS ME THE WORLD IS LLAMAS OOOO OOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Said the girl, somehow high on LSD.

for you see, the toad was a part of her insane imagining.

Actually, it wasn't. It was just about as real as your bloody virginity. 

The toad then solemnly stuck a finger up its nose, while somehow managing to sing Mendelssohn 's concerto. 

"Sihgsuycdowbkavdkbsicis," sang the toad. She did not understand, but struck the toad anyways.

She smashed his body into a red pulp, crushing every inch. All was left was his brain, ripe and ready to eat.

"Mhmmmm yummy yummy time to get in my tummy." 

"oOoO YAAAAS Dogs TIME TO GET DOwN!!!!!!" Said the girl.

"GIME GIME GIME THE LLama BOOOOOOSSSSSSS." 

And with a sudden pink guy reference, the reader stares in awe, wondering wether or not they're insane.

The answer is yes, you are.

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