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[QUOTE="Clergyman%20of%20the%20Velvet%20Cake:1318412"]For on this day, God proclaimed "Thou shalt have thy cake and feast upon it in the company of wonderful friends and family." And so we marched on, devouring cakes by the dozen that evening, our stomach lining stretching, our bellies widening and portruding forward, developing upper thigh and arm cellulite, and of course our monstrous asses threatening to collapse the foundations we have sat upon, each new cake entering the digestive system causing a creak in our wooden chairs and almost assuring us that our safety was at risk. The next day, we all met in the dining room just as we had the previous evening, crimson crumbs littering the table, but this time it was a more somber occasion, as we were to dispose of our newfound girth ritualistically as our Bible and God had commanded us to do. Silently, we all faced away from the table in unison, dropped trou, and used our meaty fingers to pry apart our ass cheeks in unison to create a vile defecation. Only on this occasion, the defecation was not vile whatsoever; for crimson dolphins leapt from our colons. Live dolphins! They let out their echolocation of joy and swam off into the distance, fins flapping on a sea of dish soap. Then we all watched a week long marathon of Friends, affixed into position without blinking to achieve immortality.[/QUOTE]
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