the unsuspecting pals enjoyed their pocky, without anxiety, until...
gotcha'! give us the pocky!
run for it! 
leave me, save yourself!
stupid pumpkin. you should have given us the pocky!
the end.
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4 comments:
That is one of the best visual essays I've ever seen!
Anonymous is a loser. That is the lamest comment I've every read.
Okay, I love it too. I can't think of anything better to say.
You could say: "I love the narrative, both textual and visual." That's what I'd say, if asked.
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