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Okay… but what though?
Do not question perfection.
People keep refusing to buy meats from me! Just because there happens to be a forest surrounding the altar where I perform my monthly satanic rituals. Does not mean I worship trees! 😡
I just happened to be at the altar while a ritual happened to be going on and, by an amazing coincidence, I was wearing my goat leggings that day. Now I don’t know how the small boy’s heart ended up in my hand, but I’m sure there’s a perfectly logical explanation…
