Sally looks at the couch and mutters about the mess on the couch and scoops up the crumbs. her like a car comes at you as you have no time to escape and wind up in the palm of your mothers hand with crumbs the size of you. Sally goes to throw these crumbs away but you manage to free yourself from your mothers grip as you fall in your mothers homemade salsa.
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