thebesttimetowearastripedsweater:
I fucking hate cucumbers.Do you see the girl in the video, carrying that doll? I didn’t think so. While recording some empty space, I discovered the girl in the video. I did a little research, and before my family moved into this house, a girl died here. She died from having a doll turn it’s head and then raping her by forcefully inserting cucumbers in her orifices until she died of exhaustion. If you don’t reblog this in 5 minutes, you’ll die from having a cucumber shoved up your anus by a living doll tonight at midnight.
not taking any chances.
oooh. not taking chances.
IM SCARED DON’T WATCH THIS D;
no chances guys.
not. fucking. taking. chances.
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LMAO, WHAT IS THIS. OKAY, REBLOGGING.
I AM JUST REBLOGGING FOR THE FACT OF “CUCUMBERS UP YOUR ANUS”. DSFHKASODTJIRSUGH
NOT TAKING ANY CHANCES
FREAKING THE FUCK OUT OH MY GOD.
oh my goriwogtehneysue
I’M NOT TAKING CHANCES, I’M NOT EVEN WATCHING THAT VIDEO.
D:
I don’t always reblog. But when I do, it’s so I don’t get cucumbers in my anus.
(Source: badasschris)
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