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this is violent

While you re-read the rules, i take your biscuit

Ones biscuit

You die. Cookie mine.

I come back to life. My biscuit

I eat myself. Which makes me eat the cookie.
Cool sauce.

I eat your sauce... My Biscuit!

I take a some TNT and and right before u go BOOM! I take the COOKIE! MY COOKIE!!!

I cause a atomic bomb to drop to the Earth, and hide the cookie inside it.
It drops and destroys everything EXCEPT ME.
I see the blood all around, and the guts flinching, in front of me. I wonder in fear why one cookie made me do this.
I think about it and say. "Screw it!"
I eat the cookie, by glamorously shoving it down my throat, barely chewing on it.
I wipe the little crumbs that remain on my pale, evil face.
I realize something in my throat is hurting. I'm choking. Slowly dieing, my blood stopping. I try to get the cookie, but it's impossible. I realize what had happened. I was paying the cost for all the lives I took. Every single person that died from my bomb. I realize now, that if I let this cookie continue I would die, and I wasn't about to let that happen.
I stick my hand into my throat, and push the cookie down, and I can feel it being pushed down my acids, helping me live, and my blood flowing back.
I now realize what I have done. I have won the cookie, and always will have won the cookie. All the other people were nothing. Mere mortals trying to feed on MY cookie. Yes, MY cookie. It was always MY cookie.
MY cookie... MY cookie.... MY cookie.

..... as a ghost i come back and go into your stomach as the cookie is being digested and take it out of your stomaach and bring it to the other world....

YOUR COOKIE NO LONGER BUT MY COOKIE!!!!

While you are reading sonics lengthy paragraph, China calls.. And asks for their wall back. While you are speaking to the Chinese I steal your biscuit. My cookie!