CAT

um..... I choose the Bulldozer option. Genie-Wolf:CAT or John Deere? uh......................................................... CAT please. Genie-Wolf:Ok,with or without spiky treads? hmmm.... without.Genie-wolf:drive-through please.(you feel a sensation to cup your hands together,but when they do... THEY MERGE TOGETHER INTO 1 SOLID SCOOP! your feet stretch out and touch your buttocks ,flatten and become CAT treads. your eyes are headlights,your lungs an exhaust pipe,a sudden crave for oil like you do with beer,you want to lift up a pipe instead of smoke it,your heart is a 17 cylinder engine,and you do unimaginable destruction to everything.)

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