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![]() To whom it may concern.
Choose Your Own Fucking Adventure!
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I remember as a little kid reading "Choose Your Own Adventure" books and loving the hell out of it. It's where at
the end of a certain section in the book you'll have choices on what you want your character to do next. You would turn to
the listed page and if you picked the wrong route your character would die! BRILLIANT! I remember trying to do one for a book
report one year, but my teacher wouldn't let me.
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Your name is Jacob and you are 10, but if anyone asks you tell 'em you are 10 1/2. You are happy today because you are at the zoo. You love watching the Giraffes. Yay, what a fun time. But wait, where are your parents? You look out into the parking lot and see them speeding away. "Hey! Where are you going!" you yell, but they keep driving.
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