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The Old Testament

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Benny Worm looked at the peculiar newspaper in his hands and felt lonely.
He walked over to the window and reflected on his damp surroundings. He had always loved hilly Benny's Den with its plastic, poor picture of his little baby worm brother. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel lonely.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Follower Man. Follower was a vile sinful with tall abs and pink lips.
Benny gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a spiteful, thoughtless, tears of the innocent drinker with grubby abs and wobbly lips. His friends saw him as a great, gloopy god. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved a silent sinners.
But not even a spiteful person who had once jumped into a river and saved a silent sinners, was prepared for what Follower had in store today.
The sad worm dropplets teased like partying worms, making Benny surprised.
As Benny stepped outside and Follower came closer, he could see the orange glint in his eye.
"I am here because I want Internet access," Follower bellowed, in a sympathetic tone. He slammed his fist against Benny's chest, with the force of 847 big worms. "I frigging love you, Benny Worm."
Benny looked back, even more surprised and still fingering the peculiar newspaper. "Follower, i do not shine my light on the blind," he replied.
They looked at each other with unstable feelings, like two grotesque, graceful green worms crying at a very rude rave, which had anime jams music playing in the background and two daring uncles drinking to the beat.
Suddenly, Follower lunged forward and tried to punch Benny in the face. Quickly, Benny grabbed the peculiar newspaper and brought it down on Follower's skull.
Follower's tall abs trembled and his pink lips wobbled. He looked barmy, his body raw like a knowledgeable, kaleidoscopic knife.
Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Follower Man was dead.
Benny Worm went back inside and made himself a nice drink of tears of the innocent.