I would suffocate before long. My lungs were filling with sand, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Hands bound, without an ounce of energy remaining, I lay there awaiting my own death. But I'm not mad. It's a mistake anyone could make, wishing for an infinite dessert.
(Prompt words: Dessert, suffocate)
Uh, I'm told this may not be as clear as I originally thought. He wanted an infinite dessert, but got an infinite desert instead. Get it?
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Ha...
>_>
I get jokes.
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