I heard some people talking about having me killed through the wall of a motel room.. then I saw a tongue begin to stretch the wall thinner and thinner like skin... then the tongue started to flick licentiously at me. Then it shot a huge wad of slobber at the mirror on the other side of the room. When I saw the axe blade peeking through the splintered wood, I decided to get the hell out of there.
...that's the second strangest thing Ive heard through a thin wall.
...that's the second strangest thing Ive heard through a thin wall.
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