And they'd pay, too. Especially after the first time.
Nobody would dare shoot me down, either; because sometimes dying people evacuate their bowels, and nobody wants to find out what that means in my case.
Nobody would dare shoot me down, either; because sometimes dying people evacuate their bowels, and nobody wants to find out what that means in my case.
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What are the real limitations? Does my perception or internal beliefs affect the curse?
Could I, through self-conviction and reasoning (and quantum-entangled air molecules), connect my bunghole through hyperspace to the lungs of all the oligarchs on Earth?