(suspense filled music)
Hi, my name is Joe. I am walking through a
corn field to find the children of the corn. Oh! what was that sound? Maybe it's
them. Let me look through these corn stalks. Oh! the horror! They're . . .
eating the corn!
the end
illegal to steal these stories. But why would you stoop so low to steal such crap? Do you want to have a little | boy crying on your consience? Think about it. |
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