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This is the cupboard underneath my sink. It is where all the Lysol products, garbage bag, twist ties, and other items like that are held. There is one other thing that stays underneath the sink, however... |
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It's Thorton. He's an elf/troll/mystical creature kind of thing that lives underneath my sink. He wears a pointy hat and carries a pot with him. I don't know what's in the pot, but it sure smells good. |
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Today Thorton has decided to take a stroll outside of the sink. "I think I'll do some exploring," Thorton says with a rush of staggered excitement. |
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"What's this, someone has left the door open?" Thorton thinks to himself. "I've never been outside of the house! This is very exciting." |
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While outside, Thorton met two friends. The black cat was named Jules and the orange cat was named MacDonald. "Do you like to do the holkey polkey, Thorton?" Jules asked. "Why, yes, I do!" Thorton screamed. They continued to do the holkey polkey until Jules felt sick and left to go home. |
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"You know what'll make the holkey polkey extra fun?" MacDonald questioned Thorton. "I've got some weed here that will get you so stoned you won't even be able to shake your arm all around." |
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Thorton had to think to himself before accepting the invitation. "Should I really smoke this marijuana with my new friend? I haven't ever tried it before and I'm scared. But wait, what's this...all things grow with love? Marijuana grows! How lovely..." |
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"Damn!" MacDonald spat out at Thorton. "You took one monster ass hit! Pass that shit!" They continued to smoke until the joint was done. |
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"Holy shit! I am stoned!" Thorton continued to stare at birds he saw in the tree for about 20 minutes. Then he decided to be on his way and said good bye to MacDonald, who went back home. |
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On the way back home Thorton tripped over some obstacle on the floor. I think it was the cardboard tube from a roll of wrapping paper. This gave him some time to think. His mind just wandered from subject to subject until he realized that he was face down on the floor. He got up then. |
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Thorton was now really really hungry. He couldn't decide between the ritzes or the cookies, so he ended up eating them all. He was a hungry elf. |
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And Thorton has returned home. |