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that died afterwards. So

I went back to the Rundsporthalle,

to collect my penis

that I must have lost somewhere near

the beer tent

after that horrible encounter with the

main organizer who

took away

my second metaphor after

I refused to give him

my kebab

but, later, I decided to try if

I could break the discussion with a

joke about AMIGAAAAAH

indisputable logical argument like

E = m * c²

but I was to drunk to really formulate it

, so I accidentally wrong M =

(sorry, wrong = wrote)

M = multiverse, parallel to B (for Breakpoint), that means a space-time line who leads to the end of tomorrow and yesterday and

that sucked

so much that I

left from the

graveyard

and began to draw a picture of the