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Weenie pooh is sitting on a nice thick log it is damp and moist in the warm autumn days, "MMMMMF oh yes this certainly is yummy" Pooh grunts to himself stuffing his big strong arm down his throat thrusting in and out his damp dry throat he's licking the honey to with his snake-like toung. Then as Pooh's stuffing his face he sneezes "Ohhhhh my oh my" he says as his big brown nose toots out globs of snot the size if Trumps hands YUUUGE HANDS, Piglet runs in his short sinewy legs bouncing like worn down bed slinkies, "ohh no ohh no what r we gonna do?"
Pooh looking at piglet like hes a grub "shut the ******** up okay man j...just let me get Barry B. Benson...."
"NO... no..That might creat a butterfly effect????"
Poohs eyes get small and beady like small black buttons so dark there closing in on themselves faster and faster zooming down a canal Pooh's a risk take though it's in him down at that bottomless pit while "dont worry Piglet I got this
"Piglet just looking in dismay fearing yet daring willing to follow Pooh
"ohh kay Pooh...Just this one last ride into hell"
"Yes, one last trip to florida...."


To Be continued?