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The pet store was selling them for 5¢ a piece. I thought that odd since they were normally a couple thousand each. I decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth. I bought 200. I like ♥♥♥♥♥♥s.
I took my 200 ♥♥♥♥♥♥s home. I have a big car. I let one drive. His name was Sigmund. He was retarded. In fact, none of them were really bright. They kept punching themselves in their genitals. I laughed. Then they punched my genitals. I stopped laughing.
I herded them into my room. They didn't adapt very well to their new environment. They would screech, hurl themselves off of the couch at high speeds and slam into the wall. Although humorous at first, the spectacle lost its novelty halfway into its third hour.
Two hours later I found out why all the ♥♥♥♥♥♥s were so inexpensive: they all died. No apparent reason. They all just sorta' dropped dead. Kinda' like when you buy a goldfish and it dies five hours later. Damn cheap ♥♥♥♥♥♥s.
I didn't know what to do. There were 200 dead ♥♥♥♥♥♥s lying all over my room, on the bed, in the dresser, hanging from my bookcase. It looked like I had 200 throw rugs.
I tried to flush one down the toilet. It didn't work. It got stuck. Then I had one dead, wet ♥♥♥♥♥♥ and 199 dead, dry ♥♥♥♥♥♥s.
I tried pretending that they were just stuffed animals. That worked for a while, that is until they began to decompose. It started to smell real bad.
I had to pee but there was a dead ♥♥♥♥♥♥ in the toilet and I didn't want to call the plumber. I was embarrassed.
I tried to slow down the decomposition by freezing them. Unfortunately there was only enough room for two ♥♥♥♥♥♥s at a time so I had to change them every 30 seconds. I also had to eat all the food in the freezer so it didn't all go bad.
I tried burning them. Little did I know my bed was flammable. I had to extinguish the fire.
Then I had one dead, wet ♥♥♥♥♥♥ in my toilet, two dead, frozen ♥♥♥♥♥♥s in my freezer, and 197 dead, charred ♥♥♥♥♥♥s in a pile on my bed. The odor wasn't improving.
I became agitated at my inability to dispose of my ♥♥♥♥♥♥s and to use the bathroom. I severely beat one of my ♥♥♥♥♥♥s. I felt better.