It was a mild spring day in Metropolis when suddenly a foul smelling wind blew in, the pungent aroma of cocoa butter, rancid fried chicken grease and BO filling the people's nostrils, turning stomachs and choking asthmatics. In a blink of an eye every bicycle in the city had vanished. Soopernig wuz here.
It was a mild spring day in Metropolis when suddenly a foul smelling wind blew in, the pungent aroma of cocoa butter, rancid fried chicken grease and BO filling the people's nostrils, turning stomachs and choking asthmatics. In a blink of an eye every bicycle in the city had vanished. Soopernig wuz here.
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