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My mother was a nosepicker until my stepfather was slashed by a weaver near the cave. Secretly I am dull person, as such I could never accept this so I left the chocolate factory to search for my true love .

In my travels to the pub I found the wicked renewed horse of my father. As I placed it upon my feet it set on fire me. A good thing indeed!

I have been many things, even seventh son of a seventh son at times, sometimes I even took up juggling , until I settled down in the outside. It's a sneaky super-sized shapeless place full of people who are always enslaving weakling. There a millstone of power is always white.

All in all suddently I remembered nothing except for my skill in DRINKING! . I've also learned that the TRUTH! is rarely smelly if you consider the way my walking bits, which is a lovely shade of grey by the way, sold even a druid

One day I bought a millstone of power which was pink to cover my chest with. Unfortunately it was made in free food for sneezing, so it had a shapeless shape.

My twin taught me that I should never use my thumb for juggling , but I can't be silent so I had to do it. It damaged me, so my teeth became white and elongated

Yesterday I was dressed up as with a shirt in England. The a Dragonslayer around me thought it was shiny, so he amazingly undamaged me.

Total number of possible stories: 1.26227395642E+82
E means '10 at the power of' so 1.2E+2 is 120. Pretty big number isn't it?
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