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He managed to grab a carton of eggs. His fingers, now feeling like overstuffed sausages, squeezed too hard. Crunch. A gooey, yellow mess slid down his pajama pants. Arthur giggled—a deep, bubbly sound—before realizing he was now slipping on the very eggs he just broke. He performed a slow-motion interpretive dance, limbs flailing, before landing face-first in a pile of clean laundry.
Arthur stood up, or tried to. The floor felt like the deck of a ship in a hurricane. He tilted forty-five degrees to the left, his hand grasping wildly for the counter. He missed, accidentally slapping a toaster across the room. With a heroic lurch, he made it to the refrigerator. Opening the door felt like pulling a bank vault. Inside, the milk carton looked like it was vibrating. Drunken Dad Simulator ingyenes letГ¶ltГ©s
Determined, he crawled toward the stove. He found a frying pan and tossed it toward the burner. It landed perfectly... upside down. He didn't care. He poured the batter (which was mostly flour and orange juice at this point) onto the bottom of the pan. He managed to grab a carton of eggs
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