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One day, BrodyAnimates was sitting on the couch of his treehouse in Minnesoda.
Suddenly, Infamous Swoosh, otherwise known as Nathan Shmathan, burst in through the window.
'Har-har,' BrodyAnimates thought, as 2 seperate shards of glass hit him in each one of his thumbs. 'Classic sweesh, always defenestrating himself.'
'Good morrow, Brodian. I suggest that, as I have nothing to partake in as of late, we should embark on a journey to replenish our desire for liquids at a Boba Tea shop,' Swoosh urged, placing a hand on Brody's shoulder with little violence.
'The force at which you have placed your hand on my shoulder with little violence conveys that you are exceedingly enthusiastic about this proposal,' Brody observed. 'I worry about the flammability of this treehouse and lounging about in it is a most terrible habit of mine, for I put myself at risk of combusting if this house were to light ablaze! Har-de-har. In order to break this truly harrowing routine, I have decided that I shall accept your offer.'
Swoosh released his hand from its ever-tightening grip of BrodyAnimate's shoulder, leaving cavernous imprints of his nails and palm in Brody's shirt and skin. 'Hoo-rah!' He leaped in the air, before defenestrating himself once more out of the window in order to exit.
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Once they had reached the proverbial Boba Shop, Swaash and Brody began to discuss their orders.
'I think I'll get a standard brown sugar,' Swosh declared.
'Likewise, however mine shall have reduced sugar,' Brody replied.
'you think you're so much better than me, huh? you conceited little plank.
All you've ever done is feed your ever-growing amour propre.
is that how you'd like to be remembered?
Can you obtain any kind of fleeting joy without belittleing another?
Can you?
Do you feel as if that is within your range of capabilities?'
Brody opened his mouth to express some kind of distressed confusion, but Sqwooaesh halted BrodyAnimate's voice.
'Really think about it. Do you feel true happiness in anything other than the pursuit of seeking the downfall of others?
Are you scared, Brody?
Frightened?
Do you feel alone?
Perhaps your treehouse should be your permanent place of residence.
That way, if it burns...' He chuckled to himself before continuing.
'You can finally experience the crushing reality of being on the ground.
Being pulled out of your little fantasy.
The furthest away from the clouds you've ever been.
And there... you shall remain.
Flames would've killed the tree.
You can't go back, Brody.
You can't animate what's already has been.'
Brody sat dumbfounded, too stunned to utter a word.
Just then, the cashier at the counter of the Boba shop Shape Tweened Into Super Mario
Mario jumped out from behind the counter and, without a blink of hesitation, threw a fireball at BrodyAnimate's head, incinerating his entire form instantly, leaving nothing but soot where he once sat.
Swoosh sat silent.
Mario stood, unreadable, next to the ashes on the seat.
Then a random kid came up to swoosh grinning ear-to-ear and asked 'Hey I LOVE YOUR VIDEOS!!!!1!1!! Are you gonna make a video about this'
swoosh said no and the kid started crying lmfaoooo craziest shit you had to be there
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