A herd of elephants high on whiskey, with bombs strapped to them, attacked my mom while she was taking a bubble-bath in the jungle. Luckily, she had a Tommy gun with 10,000 elephant-killing bullets. by 𝗣𝗼𝗹𝗮 𝗕𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗸𝘆 - Hello Poetry

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Sep 18

A herd of elephants high on whiskey, with bombs strapped to them, attacked my mom while she was taking a bubble-bath in the jungle. Luckily, she had a Tommy gun with 10,000 elephant-killing bullets.

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𝗣𝗼𝗹𝗮 𝗕𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗸𝘆

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