“I’m not stupid, fucktard! I know how it works, just give it to me!” he says, grabbing the golden goblet from her and greedily swallowing it’s contents.
“Okay, but I needed to make sure you understood that asking the devil for a favour is not as simple as it sounded.”
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The Twisted Roads To My Madness 
I frequently use that word at work. It just works. And great idea for the 50 word story. I’m putting that on my list.
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It’s such a multidimensional word, it can mean so much, in such little a space.
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Haha, the return of the fucktard!
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Haha, it cannot be ignored!
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