It was a windy, snowy day in the Forest. As I walk through the snowy path, I noticed that I was the only one walking, yet there's these bunch of weirdos flying in the air. It seems like they are following me around, but I hear the trees say that they're just jealous of me. The snows are like clouds, pure and white, very similar to my appearance. No wonder these bunch of crack heads are envy of my beauty, what can I say? I'm just blessed.
HAHA!
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