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Alice moved stealthily through the forest, when suddenly she came to a clearing and noticed...
...she forgot to put on panties as the slight breeze blew up her skirt...
...the breeze did a sudden Uturn to get away....
... So Alice fashioned a pair of undies from a couple fig leaves. When she looked up, she gasped when she saw....
... an all-too-familiar silhouette outlined against the early morning sun...
...of a penis shaped human with an aroma of foot and ass, she knew it was Paul.
...Alice thought to herself "The peoples of grrrville obsess too much over Paul the great.”
Scratching where the fig leaves are starting to irritate her delicate, soft, skin, she decides to ignore Paul and rather be on her way.
...so she started with a hop skip and a jump in her step and made her way down the shady path...
Alice was trying to focus on her where she was going, but couldn't shrug the feeling that she was also being watched.
glancing over her shoulder on the odd occasion only to catch a glimpse of...
a metaphor for her life; an endless journey without beginning or end in sight, with his ever-present shadow looming above each weary step.
She decided not to ponder on it too much, for now, but rather have a nibble on one of the tasty treats she had brought with her.
reaching into her basket she pulled out...
... a snickerdoodle dunked in chocolate and sprinkled with crushed smarties. She sunk her teeth deep into its crunchy goodness...
...Using her head organ she thought, OMG WTF is a snickerdoodle?
(She then vaguely remembered it was a type of sugar cookie her gran used to make) Satisfying her increasing hunger, she carried on chomping.
Suddenly she heard a cracking sound..

Alice moved stealthily through the forest, when suddenly she came to a clearing and noticed...
...she forgot to put on panties as the slight breeze blew up her skirt...
...the breeze did a sudden Uturn to get away....
... So Alice fashioned a pair of undies from a couple fig leaves. When she looked up, she gasped when she saw....
... an all-too-familiar silhouette outlined against the early morning sun...
...of a penis shaped human with an aroma of foot and ass, she knew it was Paul.
...Alice thought to herself "The peoples of grrrville obsess too much over Paul the great.”
Scratching where the fig leaves are starting to irritate her delicate, soft, skin, she decides to ignore Paul and rather be on her way.
...so she started with a hop skip and a jump in her step and made her way down the shady path...
Alice was trying to focus on her where she was going, but couldn't shrug the feeling that she was also being watched.
glancing over her shoulder on the odd occasion only to catch a glimpse of...
a metaphor for her life; an endless journey without beginning or end in sight, with his ever-present shadow looming above each weary step.
She decided not to ponder on it too much, for now, but rather have a nibble on one of the tasty treats she had brought with her.
reaching into her basket she pulled out...
... a snickerdoodle dunked in chocolate and sprinkled with crushed smarties. She sunk her teeth deep into its crunchy goodness...
...Using her head organ she thought, OMG WTF is a snickerdoodle?
(She then vaguely remembered it was a type of sugar cookie her gran used to make) Satisfying her increasing hunger, she carried on chomping.
Suddenly she heard a cracking sound..
A tingling sensation rippled down her spine as she recalled the last time she heard that noise, but alas, it was only an old man on a donkey cart. But...

Alice moved stealthily through the forest, when suddenly she came to a clearing and noticed...
...she forgot to put on panties as the slight breeze blew up her skirt...
...the breeze did a sudden Uturn to get away....
... So Alice fashioned a pair of undies from a couple fig leaves. When she looked up, she gasped when she saw....
... an all-too-familiar silhouette outlined against the early morning sun...
...of a penis shaped human with an aroma of foot and ass, she knew it was Paul.
...Alice thought to herself "The peoples of grrrville obsess too much over Paul the great.”
Scratching where the fig leaves are starting to irritate her delicate, soft, skin, she decides to ignore Paul and rather be on her way.
...so she started with a hop skip and a jump in her step and made her way down the shady path...
Alice was trying to focus on her where she was going, but couldn't shrug the feeling that she was also being watched.
glancing over her shoulder on the odd occasion only to catch a glimpse of...
a metaphor for her life; an endless journey without beginning or end in sight, with his ever-present shadow looming above each weary step.
She decided not to ponder on it too much, for now, but rather have a nibble on one of the tasty treats she had brought with her.
reaching into her basket she pulled out...
... a snickerdoodle dunked in chocolate and sprinkled with crushed smarties. She sunk her teeth deep into its crunchy goodness...
...Using her head organ she thought, OMG WTF is a snickerdoodle?
(She then vaguely remembered it was a type of sugar cookie her gran used to make) Satisfying her increasing hunger, she carried on chomping.
Suddenly she heard a cracking sound..
A tingling sensation rippled down her spine as she recalled the last time she heard that noise, but alas, it was only an old man on a donkey cart. But...
something was untoward about this old man and there was a sense of familiarity about the donkey

Alice moved stealthily through the forest, when suddenly she came to a clearing and noticed...
...she forgot to put on panties as the slight breeze blew up her skirt...
...the breeze did a sudden Uturn to get away....
... So Alice fashioned a pair of undies from a couple fig leaves. When she looked up, she gasped when she saw....
... an all-too-familiar silhouette outlined against the early morning sun...
...of a penis shaped human with an aroma of foot and ass, she knew it was Paul.
...Alice thought to herself "The peoples of grrrville obsess too much over Paul the great.”
Scratching where the fig leaves are starting to irritate her delicate, soft, skin, she decides to ignore Paul and rather be on her way.
...so she started with a hop skip and a jump in her step and made her way down the shady path...
Alice was trying to focus on her where she was going, but couldn't shrug the feeling that she was also being watched.
glancing over her shoulder on the odd occasion only to catch a glimpse of...
a metaphor for her life; an endless journey without beginning or end in sight, with his ever-present shadow looming above each weary step.
She decided not to ponder on it too much, for now, but rather have a nibble on one of the tasty treats she had brought with her.
reaching into her basket she pulled out...
... a snickerdoodle dunked in chocolate and sprinkled with crushed smarties. She sunk her teeth deep into its crunchy goodness...
...Using her head organ she thought, OMG WTF is a snickerdoodle?
(She then vaguely remembered it was a type of sugar cookie her gran used to make) Satisfying her increasing hunger, she carried on chomping.
Suddenly she heard a cracking sound..
A tingling sensation rippled down her spine as she recalled the last time she heard that noise, but alas, it was only an old man on a donkey cart. But...
something was untoward about this old man and there was a sense of familiarity about the donkey
She held out her hand for the donkey to stop to take a bite of her half-nibbled snickerdoodle. She tried to smile at the old man...

Alice moved stealthily through the forest, when suddenly she came to a clearing and noticed...
...she forgot to put on panties as the slight breeze blew up her skirt...
...the breeze did a sudden Uturn to get away....
... So Alice fashioned a pair of undies from a couple fig leaves. When she looked up, she gasped when she saw....
... an all-too-familiar silhouette outlined against the early morning sun...
...of a penis shaped human with an aroma of foot and ass, she knew it was Paul.
...Alice thought to herself "The peoples of grrrville obsess too much over Paul the great.”
Scratching where the fig leaves are starting to irritate her delicate, soft, skin, she decides to ignore Paul and rather be on her way.
...so she started with a hop skip and a jump in her step and made her way down the shady path...
Alice was trying to focus on her where she was going, but couldn't shrug the feeling that she was also being watched.
glancing over her shoulder on the odd occasion only to catch a glimpse of...
a metaphor for her life; an endless journey without beginning or end in sight, with his ever-present shadow looming above each weary step.
She decided not to ponder on it too much, for now, but rather have a nibble on one of the tasty treats she had brought with her.
reaching into her basket she pulled out...
... a snickerdoodle dunked in chocolate and sprinkled with crushed smarties. She sunk her teeth deep into its crunchy goodness...
...Using her head organ she thought, OMG WTF is a snickerdoodle?
(She then vaguely remembered it was a type of sugar cookie her gran used to make) Satisfying her increasing hunger, she carried on chomping.
Suddenly she heard a cracking sound..
A tingling sensation rippled down her spine as she recalled the last time she heard that noise, but alas, it was only an old man on a donkey cart. But...
something was untoward about this old man and there was a sense of familiarity about the donkey
She held out her hand for the donkey to stop to take a bite of her half-nibbled snickerdoodle. She tried to smile at the old man...
and the old man grinned back at her, showing the few teeth he had left. Then he said...

Alice moved stealthily through the forest, when suddenly she came to a clearing and noticed...
...she forgot to put on panties as the slight breeze blew up her skirt...
...the breeze did a sudden Uturn to get away....
... So Alice fashioned a pair of undies from a couple fig leaves. When she looked up, she gasped when she saw....
... an all-too-familiar silhouette outlined against the early morning sun...
...of a penis shaped human with an aroma of foot and ass, she knew it was Paul.
...Alice thought to herself "The peoples of grrrville obsess too much over Paul the great.”
Scratching where the fig leaves are starting to irritate her delicate, soft, skin, she decides to ignore Paul and rather be on her way.
...so she started with a hop skip and a jump in her step and made her way down the shady path...
Alice was trying to focus on her where she was going, but couldn't shrug the feeling that she was also being watched.
glancing over her shoulder on the odd occasion only to catch a glimpse of...
a metaphor for her life; an endless journey without beginning or end in sight, with his ever-present shadow looming above each weary step.
She decided not to ponder on it too much, for now, but rather have a nibble on one of the tasty treats she had brought with her.
reaching into her basket she pulled out...
... a snickerdoodle dunked in chocolate and sprinkled with crushed smarties. She sunk her teeth deep into its crunchy goodness...
...Using her head organ she thought, OMG WTF is a snickerdoodle?
(She then vaguely remembered it was a type of sugar cookie her gran used to make) Satisfying her increasing hunger, she carried on chomping.
Suddenly she heard a cracking sound..
A tingling sensation rippled down her spine as she recalled the last time she heard that noise, but alas, it was only an old man on a donkey cart. But...
something was untoward about this old man and there was a sense of familiarity about the donkey
She held out her hand for the donkey to stop to take a bite of her half-nibbled snickerdoodle. She tried to smile at the old man...
and the old man grinned back at her, showing the few teeth he had left. Then he said...
"If you want to hold on to your teeth, put down the snickerdoodle and try..."

Alice moved stealthily through the forest, when suddenly she came to a clearing and noticed...
...she forgot to put on panties as the slight breeze blew up her skirt...
...the breeze did a sudden Uturn to get away....
... So Alice fashioned a pair of undies from a couple fig leaves. When she looked up, she gasped when she saw....
... an all-too-familiar silhouette outlined against the early morning sun...
...of a penis shaped human with an aroma of foot and ass, she knew it was Paul.
...Alice thought to herself "The peoples of grrrville obsess too much over Paul the great.”
Scratching where the fig leaves are starting to irritate her delicate, soft, skin, she decides to ignore Paul and rather be on her way.
...so she started with a hop skip and a jump in her step and made her way down the shady path...
Alice was trying to focus on her where she was going, but couldn't shrug the feeling that she was also being watched.
glancing over her shoulder on the odd occasion only to catch a glimpse of...
a metaphor for her life; an endless journey without beginning or end in sight, with his ever-present shadow looming above each weary step.
She decided not to ponder on it too much, for now, but rather have a nibble on one of the tasty treats she had brought with her.
reaching into her basket she pulled out...
... a snickerdoodle dunked in chocolate and sprinkled with crushed smarties. She sunk her teeth deep into its crunchy goodness...
...Using her head organ she thought, OMG WTF is a snickerdoodle?
(She then vaguely remembered it was a type of sugar cookie her gran used to make) Satisfying her increasing hunger, she carried on chomping.
Suddenly she heard a cracking sound..
A tingling sensation rippled down her spine as she recalled the last time she heard that noise, but alas, it was only an old man on a donkey cart. But...
something was untoward about this old man and there was a sense of familiarity about the donkey
She held out her hand for the donkey to stop to take a bite of her half-nibbled snickerdoodle. She tried to smile at the old man...
and the old man grinned back at her, showing the few teeth he had left. Then he said...
"If you want to hold on to your teeth, put down the snickerdoodle and try..."
Dunn Dunn Dunn

Alice moved stealthily through the forest, when suddenly she came to a clearing and noticed...
...she forgot to put on panties as the slight breeze blew up her skirt...
...the breeze did a sudden Uturn to get away....
... So Alice fashioned a pair of undies from a couple fig leaves. When she looked up, she gasped when she saw....
... an all-too-familiar silhouette outlined against the early morning sun...
...of a penis shaped human with an aroma of foot and ass, she knew it was Paul.
...Alice thought to herself "The peoples of grrrville obsess too much over Paul the great.”
Scratching where the fig leaves are starting to irritate her delicate, soft, skin, she decides to ignore Paul and rather be on her way.
...so she started with a hop skip and a jump in her step and made her way down the shady path...
Alice was trying to focus on her where she was going, but couldn't shrug the feeling that she was also being watched.
glancing over her shoulder on the odd occasion only to catch a glimpse of...
a metaphor for her life; an endless journey without beginning or end in sight, with his ever-present shadow looming above each weary step.
She decided not to ponder on it too much, for now, but rather have a nibble on one of the tasty treats she had brought with her.
reaching into her basket she pulled out...
... a snickerdoodle dunked in chocolate and sprinkled with crushed smarties. She sunk her teeth deep into its crunchy goodness...
...Using her head organ she thought, OMG WTF is a snickerdoodle?
(She then vaguely remembered it was a type of sugar cookie her gran used to make) Satisfying her increasing hunger, she carried on chomping.
Suddenly she heard a cracking sound..
A tingling sensation rippled down her spine as she recalled the last time she heard that noise, but alas, it was only an old man on a donkey cart. But...
something was untoward about this old man and there was a sense of familiarity about the donkey
She held out her hand for the donkey to stop to take a bite of her half-nibbled snickerdoodle. She tried to smile at the old man...
and the old man grinned back at her, showing the few teeth he had left. Then he said...
"If you want to hold on to your teeth, put down the snickerdoodle and try..."
Dunn Dunn Dunn
She raised her right eyebrow in slight annoyance (deciding not to respond in words) and proceeded to ask the old man where he was going

Alice moved stealthily through the forest, when suddenly she came to a clearing and noticed...
...she forgot to put on panties as the slight breeze blew up her skirt...
...the breeze did a sudden Uturn to get away....
... So Alice fashioned a pair of undies from a couple fig leaves. When she looked up, she gasped when she saw....
... an all-too-familiar silhouette outlined against the early morning sun...
...of a penis shaped human with an aroma of foot and ass, she knew it was Paul.
...Alice thought to herself "The peoples of grrrville obsess too much over Paul the great.”
Scratching where the fig leaves are starting to irritate her delicate, soft, skin, she decides to ignore Paul and rather be on her way.
...so she started with a hop skip and a jump in her step and made her way down the shady path...
Alice was trying to focus on her where she was going, but couldn't shrug the feeling that she was also being watched.
glancing over her shoulder on the odd occasion only to catch a glimpse of...
a metaphor for her life; an endless journey without beginning or end in sight, with his ever-present shadow looming above each weary step.
She decided not to ponder on it too much, for now, but rather have a nibble on one of the tasty treats she had brought with her.
reaching into her basket she pulled out...
... a snickerdoodle dunked in chocolate and sprinkled with crushed smarties. She sunk her teeth deep into its crunchy goodness...
...Using her head organ she thought, OMG WTF is a snickerdoodle?
(She then vaguely remembered it was a type of sugar cookie her gran used to make) Satisfying her increasing hunger, she carried on chomping.
Suddenly she heard a cracking sound..
A tingling sensation rippled down her spine as she recalled the last time she heard that noise, but alas, it was only an old man on a donkey cart. But...
something was untoward about this old man and there was a sense of familiarity about the donkey
She held out her hand for the donkey to stop to take a bite of her half-nibbled snickerdoodle. She tried to smile at the old man...
and the old man grinned back at her, showing the few teeth he had left. Then he said...
"If you want to hold on to your teeth, put down the snickerdoodle and try..."
Dunn Dunn Dunn
She raised her right eyebrow in slight annoyance (deciding not to respond in words) and proceeded to ask the old man where he was going
Bursting into tears, this poor lost soul had followed the sound of her munching and just needed a few minutes to rest his...

Alice moved stealthily through the forest, when suddenly she came to a clearing and noticed...
...she forgot to put on panties as the slight breeze blew up her skirt...
...the breeze did a sudden Uturn to get away....
... So Alice fashioned a pair of undies from a couple fig leaves. When she looked up, she gasped when she saw....
... an all-too-familiar silhouette outlined against the early morning sun...
...of a penis shaped human with an aroma of foot and ass, she knew it was Paul.
...Alice thought to herself "The peoples of grrrville obsess too much over Paul the great.”
Scratching where the fig leaves are starting to irritate her delicate, soft, skin, she decides to ignore Paul and rather be on her way.
...so she started with a hop skip and a jump in her step and made her way down the shady path...
Alice was trying to focus on her where she was going, but couldn't shrug the feeling that she was also being watched.
glancing over her shoulder on the odd occasion only to catch a glimpse of...
a metaphor for her life; an endless journey without beginning or end in sight, with his ever-present shadow looming above each weary step.
She decided not to ponder on it too much, for now, but rather have a nibble on one of the tasty treats she had brought with her.
reaching into her basket she pulled out...
... a snickerdoodle dunked in chocolate and sprinkled with crushed smarties. She sunk her teeth deep into its crunchy goodness...
...Using her head organ she thought, OMG WTF is a snickerdoodle?
(She then vaguely remembered it was a type of sugar cookie her gran used to make) Satisfying her increasing hunger, she carried on chomping.
Suddenly she heard a cracking sound..
A tingling sensation rippled down her spine as she recalled the last time she heard that noise, but alas, it was only an old man on a donkey cart. But...
something was untoward about this old man and there was a sense of familiarity about the donkey
She held out her hand for the donkey to stop to take a bite of her half-nibbled snickerdoodle. She tried to smile at the old man...
and the old man grinned back at her, showing the few teeth he had left. Then he said...
"If you want to hold on to your teeth, put down the snickerdoodle and try..."
Dunn Dunn Dunn
She raised her right eyebrow in slight annoyance (deciding not to respond in words) and proceeded to ask the old man where he was going
Bursting into tears, this poor lost soul had followed the sound of her munching and just needed a few minutes to rest his...
... balls on her chin...