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Back in 2012, I was a member of a group on Facebook. Playful Furries. And one night, we're doing our thing and setting up a party for the weekend when one of our furry friends, Ralph, posts a depressing message. He lost most of his investment in an Indian coffee stock and was experiencing, at the same time, Murphy's Law. His neighbor was loud, blasting their music. He also had a pest control problem and claimed his hamster escaped the anal inserter.
Anyway, he tells everyone he will end his life that night. Ugh. Tiffany, or as we called her, Squirmy begged him not to do it in reply. At the time, we had no idea she was in love with Poodle Boy. That was his furry costume—a poodle. She was Foxgirl. Her pet name was coined from how she squirmed doing sex in the outfit. Anyway, she also was a spiritualist and believed two souls could be together if both parties departed within 24 hours of death. Poor girl thought she was his soulmate.
So she texted him, called him, messaged him—he didn't answer. She killed herself.
The next day, we see a post from Poodle Boy. He explained to everyone he was joking and was drunk being stupid. He also said suicide is retarded as fuck and you would have to be a total fucking moron to do such. So we told him about what happened to Squirmy.
Ugh. He laughed. He fucking laughed!
Wow. Some people.
FYI, not that it has any relevance here, my furry was a rooster—they called me, Big Cock.
Anyway, he tells everyone he will end his life that night. Ugh. Tiffany, or as we called her, Squirmy begged him not to do it in reply. At the time, we had no idea she was in love with Poodle Boy. That was his furry costume—a poodle. She was Foxgirl. Her pet name was coined from how she squirmed doing sex in the outfit. Anyway, she also was a spiritualist and believed two souls could be together if both parties departed within 24 hours of death. Poor girl thought she was his soulmate.
So she texted him, called him, messaged him—he didn't answer. She killed herself.
The next day, we see a post from Poodle Boy. He explained to everyone he was joking and was drunk being stupid. He also said suicide is retarded as fuck and you would have to be a total fucking moron to do such. So we told him about what happened to Squirmy.
Ugh. He laughed. He fucking laughed!
Wow. Some people.
FYI, not that it has any relevance here, my furry was a rooster—they called me, Big Cock.
