Thread:BettaWolf/@comment-35400383-20180331214035/@comment-35400383-20180331215150

"If god loves me, why can't I genetically engineer catgirls?" Samartha utttered udderly.

"Why can't Snas Undertale hoist me up in a school lockerroom and declare a state of emergency?" the new world leader pondered.

The reboot of God looked up from his position and revolted uncontrollably. "Because I have a plan for ny'all, and ny'all need to defeat the Calcium Assholes™."

"Great." Brother Gamerpro dedicated 1/4 of his total income to the Undertale Research Institute. Meanwhile, MineCraft YouTubers were charged on suspicion of wreckless endangerment.

"Fucking hell," Granny whispered in the bunker. "The MineCraft YouTubers are shutting off. Who will teach me how to hack diamonds?"

A leading geologist from the University of Rocks and Shit clipped through the wall holding an unopened package of boxers.

"Excuse me," he figuratively said. "I can teach you."

He unevenly tore open the package of boxers and descended into the floor, leaving nothing but men's knickers all over the bunker floor.

Granny was found in a garden the next morning surrounded by oxen.

The Undertale Research Institute reports that 5/4 people suffer from a rare type of cancer called "Doggarian Cancer". Sufferers report unexplainable episodes of doggo, cinnamon bun, and precious bean slipping uncontrollably from their mouth. The URI suggests taking a visit to the New Easy up in Mother Father.

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