Above, to the right is a picture of my idol. Unfortunately, this IS A PIECE OF CRAP COPY BECAUSE NO RIE WILL NOT GIVE ME THE GOD DAMN PICTURE. God knows why.
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| I, Sid the Stick, was born at an early age. I was made at some factory - god nows where... but anyways. I was purchased by Jen's mom at a Basics store. God nows where. But Katie's black marker made me what I am today- a proud eraser. Before I was nameless like all the other on sale erasers, but then SHE name me. Sid, the Stick. Above, to the right is a picture of my idol. Unfortunately, this IS A PIECE OF CRAP COPY BECAUSE NO RIE WILL NOT GIVE ME THE GOD DAMN PICTURE. God knows why. |
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