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mineta was strolling down the street, lusting after innoecent women, when suddenly, a bag was pulled over his face and he was yanked into the shadows. many people saw, but none came to help him, because it was clear that he was vermin and didn’t deserve to be on their planet anyways.
“help me, help me!” mineta screamed in his feeble toddler voice. nobody helped him.
the bag was pulled off of mineta’s head, and the purple-balled shithead shook in horror as he saw yaoyorozu brandishing a machete at him.
“i’m done putting up with your bullshit,” the radiant woman beautifully proclaimed, avoiding eye contact with the turd (legend has it if you look in his shit-colored eyes, the view is so vile, you turn to stone.)
she then stabbed him elegantly, and he melted like the wicked witch he was.
then the sun came out, all the children cheered snd danced in the streets, and everybody lived happily ever after.