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And that’s how you killed the wrong one. The real eeyore knew you would suspect the one that tried avoiding death, finally finding a way to achieve his goal without having to lie…except about his desire… one last time…
Damn thats like depression squared, good shit eeyore
The real eeyore doesn’t have blood. He has cotton stuffing.
Probably wouldn’t have worked anyhow…
