My conscious really gets in the way sometimes. The world knows I want to kill the damn grub. Its just trying to live its life. I step away it won't die by my foot. Theres the bottle why must it look so attractive. I know it tastes terrible but I still want to drink it. No I can't it wouldn't be right. I put the bottle down. They say its alright to move up a few seats. Heck no one bought them and no one cares what we do. I protest it just isn't the right thing to do. My conscious always seems to get in the way of me trying to walk the line of the law. Its truely a terrible thing.
Ninja Clutz Community Member 
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