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D-I-V-O-R-C-E

Over the cries of your wife, the doorbell rings. "I'll get it!" you exclaim. "Wow, my first divorce. I'm so excited!"

You open the door, and the delivery boy hands you a cumbersome stack of papers. "I'll need you to sign these," he orders. To your surprise, long, shaggy arms extend from his shirtsleeves, each terminating in a clawed, misshapen hand.


Written by Joey Liverwurst

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