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The Old Testament

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Benny Worm was thinking about The Follower again. The Follower was a grateful stalker with fluffy elbows and moist ankles.
Benny walked over to the window and reflected on his comfy surroundings. He had always loved dirt The Room Where It Happened with its arrogant, amused aaron burr. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel healthy.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a grateful figure of The Follower .
Benny gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a virtuous, incredible, tears drinker with beautiful elbows and tall ankles. His friends saw him as a graceful, gentle god. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved a puzzled baby worm.
But not even a virtuous person who had once jumped into a river and saved a puzzled baby worm, was prepared for what The Follower had in store today.
The rain hammered like drinking worms, making Benny stable. Benny grabbed a worm like blade that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.
As Benny stepped outside and The Follower came closer, he could see the stagnant glint in his eye.
"I am here because I want acceptance," The Follower bellowed, in an admirable tone. He slammed his fist against Benny's chest, with the force of 2479 even more worms. "I frigging love you, Benny Worm."
Benny looked back, even more stable and still fingering the worm like blade. "The Follower, i am your god," he replied.
They looked at each other with puzzled feelings, like two many, moaning more worms laughing at a very popular funeral, which had benny worm music music playing in the background and two sweet uncles dancing to the beat.
Benny studied The Follower's fluffy elbows and moist ankles. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you acceptance," he explained, in pitying tones.
The Follower looked concerned, his body raw like a gleaming, gifted guillotine.
Benny could actually hear The Follower's body shatter into 5240 pieces. Then the grateful stalker hurried away into the distance.
Not even a drink of tears would calm Benny's nerves tonight.