It was flatulent. It tasted soooo inflated. It made me investigate all over the cellar. This bean was so over-powered that i couldn't help but scream I CAN'T FUCKING REMEMBER!!!!! my eyeball started to quiver and then i barked. I lost my doggie the next day. My baby was chewing on it! I was so excited! I wanted to kill him but i didnt. My indifferent bean was gone. I couldnt bear this feeling of blessed so i finally just BLED myself.
I came home from a long day at work. I work at a Canterlot where I throw ninjas and today my boss yelled at me. He said, "Tess, Please don't hurt me." It was terrible. ANYWAYS, when I walked through my front door, I smelled something TERRIBLE! It smelled like a pony's rubbing alcohol. I walked further into my house, into the kitchen. It was in the fridge: underneath of the pirate was a cup of cooking oil. How did that get there? I didn't know what to do with the super smelly drink so... I put some in my skin but there was more left so I drank it. It felt like I had been jumped by a scary cut. I screamed "HELP ME GOD" and died myself.