A: "The" was a simple word. He was always happy with what he had in life, never jealous of others for what they had. Unfortunately, his best friends "they" and "them" died in a horrific accident one day. "The", desperate for answers, came to the conclusion that their deaths were somehow his fault. Driven to madness, "the" ran through the streets of wordtown rambling about cheese. The local authorities were dispatched after numerous complaints and "the" ended up being locked away in an asylum. Q: On a scale of 1 to 10, potato?
With a moo moo here and a moo moo there old McDonald had a farm e i e i ooo The urge to dress in full rainbow dash gear and roam the streets is soo strong how do I sustain thine manhod?
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