You gulp as you watch the husky wiggle violently, his tail tied around a nail, his eyes watering in pain as his body wight tugs it to the roots he
screams and cries as the massive taur shifts his body, holding a huge spoon in his hand paws, giving your husky freind a sturdy smack with the
wooden impliment "Quiet now, YOu'r no worse off than anything else in my kitchen. The husky continues to scream, the taur groans and pulls out the nail, moving the dangling dog over to be put on a new rack "So be it, your on the bad list" I try to be fair, but you flavor makers just can't understand." he lifts the spice rack and puts it on the ground, you can see it clearly under the table... and your freind sees, you, screaming and pointing at you franticly. You gulp as you watch the taur put both forpaws on the table, balancing as he lowers his rump onto the rack, the half a dozen victms struggling and screaming, drowning out whatever your friend is tring to communicate. You hear the huge beast make a fart.. right on them, you cover your nose and mouth in instinct, closing your eyes as you can almost see the fumes. you hear the screaming end... and pass out... with a mufled yelp. you wake up
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