GUESS I'LL GO EAT WORMS // open, eating snails

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[div style="text-align: justify;"]His eyes narrowed at the cat, looking at the snails. The cocktail parties forced by his father came to mind. He criged, baring his teeth slightly. [b]"You're eating the wrong kind, boy." He said, growling then giving a sigh. [b]"Nevermind. I hope you get sick."

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