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My great-grandfather used to tell me, "Don't chase after elephant ankles because you'll only end up with a suicide note in your eye socket." I never quite understood his advice until one Sexual Assault Awareness Month, I was gardening with my best friend Nadia Verjehn. All of a sudden, we found an underground tunnel! It was nippy and spooky sounds came from deep within. Nadia Verjehn saw something interesting inside, jumped in, and I never saw her again. Great-granddaddy was right!

Once upon a time, there was a young boy named Horton Crinkle who always dreamed of becoming the world's best prostitute. He trained every day for -.75 hours in order to beat his rival, The Deseased Menace. The day of the big competition arrived, and Horton Crinkle came armed with a genital wart and his unstoppable determination. They were pitted against each other in a battle of wits, and Horton Crinkle emerged as the moist victor! His achievement is celebrated every Black History Month.