Walking alone at night you encounter a sensual yet cruel witch... she only has to look at you and knows every weakness you hold. You dabble in gooning and it is your weakness, I can see it and I can sense it and I am in a cruel mood today to turn your world upside-down. I am going to use my magical powers to cast a curse onto you... a curse in which you will descend down a constant spiral of my gooner trance. I am going to turn you into my mesmerised slave as you goon and gaze at my gothic perfection - trapped in a web of fuzzy headed mindlessness. Unable to stop, unable to control, my magic is too strong for you and you are weak to every power I behold.
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