...when i was five i had a transparent eraser .
...and it erased the scars and the seven year tribulation brought to you by the FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE FROG POND and MR . WHEATLAND CEREAL .
...i once caught my teacher rubbing my eraser on her private parts during recess ...( an attempt to make her sin disappear and turn the principal into a bunny rabbit ) .
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