Godrfe

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When i was just a little boy, i lived in a surburban house. I was livin’ the life, but there was this weird swedish neighbour i had. His name was... godrfe.

Godrfe was weird; whenever i saw it, he had sausages in his pockets and was muttering to himself. Eight year old me was curious, so, one night, i decided to sneak into his house. It was easy; the door was unlocked.

When i gazed my eyes in the living room, nearly everything was covered in fur. Then, i screamed as i saw

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