Morning Spam

[Undiscussed Groomed for Male Slavery, One Victim of Many]

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Once upon a time, long long ago, mister Mind Control Boss and
Experimentee were sitting on opposite sides of a knee-high hedge maze.

Boss thought he was playing some kind of military skirmish game where
he was going to come in with his squad and take an inflatable ball
from the opponent at gunpoint between a flankside and a phalanx or
something.

Experimentee was picking flowers and singing.

Boss: "I see you trying to mess with me, but I am in charge of what
people think in this world."

Thunder claps!