God had been working on the Earth project for way too long. It was really becoming just tedious. There were a few things that needed changing, one in particular, but the damned eraser was absolutely shot.
“Fuck it,” He thought as He cast the eraser aside, caring not at all where it landed. “Let them figure it out themselves.”
The End
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