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Done. The plan is in place. At an unspecified time in the near future when you leave your place a nondescript van will be waiting. Men in black suits with shades on will grab you and carry you into the van. You will be blindfolded, hogtied and spirited away to an undisclosed darkened warehouse. There, a licensed cosmetologist (perhaps KontanKarite, perhaps not) will dye your hair as black as a raven. You will then be placed back in the van and dropped on your doorstep. You'll have to get out of the blindfold and ropes yourself.
Oops, sorry! I mistook this for the corrupted wishes thread.
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Lead me not into temptation ... follow me, I know a shortcut!
As the poets have mournfully sung,
death takes the innocent young,
the rolling in money,
the screamingly funny,
and those who are very well hung.
Your days are numbered - 26,280 per person on average - 2,000,000,000 heartbeats ... tick, tick, tick
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