The toy/El juguete
Another thing for my beloved english speaker public. Written originally in english, I feel kind of proud of this text and I hope to make you think. Its key it's very easy to obtain. The toy I gave you this toy, feeding-bottle so you could live, my son, but I TOLD YOU you couldn't like, screw it up. I don't care if you only have some thousands of years, you've got to be RESPONSIBLE and you seem like you don't care. Is that pretty, huh? My son, I told you, if you bite the nipple with sharp intentions, if you throw the bottle again and again against the wall, you will end up blocking the mechanism, the weird nutritious liquid won't be potable anymore and, with that, you will die of hunger, of maybe poisoned, I don't know! The point is that when I and I had you I didn't mean you to kill yourself. Also it irritates me a lot having to talk through black collars with some squary white infiltration, but since I resolved not moving from my cotton candy reside...
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