A toenail. Right.

Oh, goody. You picked to be a toenail. You're insane, you know, and even though you say I put this here, YOU clicked on it.

Well, anyway, you suddenly find yourelf as a toenail on the foot of the grue that just ate you. You think to yourself, "Chris is crazy", but since I'm the current narrator I won't show that. The grue stubs his toe with you on it and you become a very painful hangnail. He pulls you off and drops you and you wash away in his slobber. Suddenly you are in a green forest glade as a...

Written by Chris (edited by wanderer)

. . . toilet.

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