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When you go to a haunted house, it may seem like you’re being funny by trying to scare the actors or jump out at them when you go through a second time, but guess what? ITS NOT FUNNY.

You pay us to scare you. It is your choice to go, so don’t fucking go through if you’re going to ignore the rules and get too close to the actors as a ‘joke’.

These bruises happened because over the course of 4 hours, several people ignored the instructions that CLEARLY stated that they were to wait in the front room until told otherwise. Rather than listen, they ran into the next room and slammed into me- effectively throwing me into the wall. This didn’t only happen once. It happened ten times at LEAST.

Then we had this asshole who thought that once I ‘died’ for the haunt, he could pretend to kick me to see if I’d moved. I, being used to people abusing me- jumped back and slammed my head into the concrete wall.

YOU ARE NOT FUNNY BY BEING RUDE AT A HAUNTED HOUSE. WE ARE PAID ACTORS THAT YOU CHOOSE TO COME AND SEE PERFORM. YOU PAY US TO SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF YOU, SO DONT HIT US WHEN WE DO

I feel that this is relevant considering it is October and more Haunted Houses are opening up. I know it seems funny to scare the ‘monsters’ but all you do is hurt real people. So stop.

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All the gays right now

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“Are you crying?” He asks while following his husband. “Did Virgil make you mad or soemthing??”

Emile came back from school, he was a skinny boy, shorter than most people his age. He was still in elementary school who walked to and back from said school because of how his dads work schedule was. But hey- could always be worst. He hums and walks into his home and calls out, “Dad! I’m back from school.” They lived on the poverty line, having government assistance in there 1 bedroom living room/kitchen/dining area. @dr-Emile-picani

Patton came bounding into view, scooping Emile up. "Hiya, 'Back from School', I'm Papa!" he cried, giggling mischievously.

Logan stepped into the room, groaning, adjusting his tie. "Every time. Must you- say that- every time?" he asked, sighing. "I trust your day was adequate?".

And then... the third one appeared- little toddler, Virgil. He'd been adopted recently, before the loss of jobs- but Patton was refusing to give him back. "Meel!! Broder Meel!" he chirped, waddling over to Emile; after Patton finally put him back down. "Uppy?".

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“But we can try and fix it right?” He says nervous as he looked back into the room where he saw the two children. “He didn’t seem to understand... why did Emile have an episode? His levels where elevated werent they??? I just gave him a. Refil of his insulin.”

Emile came back from school, he was a skinny boy, shorter than most people his age. He was still in elementary school who walked to and back from said school because of how his dads work schedule was. But hey- could always be worst. He hums and walks into his home and calls out, “Dad! I’m back from school.” They lived on the poverty line, having government assistance in there 1 bedroom living room/kitchen/dining area. @dr-Emile-picani

Patton came bounding into view, scooping Emile up. "Hiya, 'Back from School', I'm Papa!" he cried, giggling mischievously.

Logan stepped into the room, groaning, adjusting his tie. "Every time. Must you- say that- every time?" he asked, sighing. "I trust your day was adequate?".

And then... the third one appeared- little toddler, Virgil. He'd been adopted recently, before the loss of jobs- but Patton was refusing to give him back. "Meel!! Broder Meel!" he chirped, waddling over to Emile; after Patton finally put him back down. "Uppy?".

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Emile chuckles and nodded, it probably took maybe a minute of laying down before he fell asleep.

Patton took a deep breath once he saw Logan. “How are we suppose to teach Virgil not to be afraid of that? Because if it weren’t for his screaming... Emile could’ve been really hurt...”

Emile came back from school, he was a skinny boy, shorter than most people his age. He was still in elementary school who walked to and back from said school because of how his dads work schedule was. But hey- could always be worst. He hums and walks into his home and calls out, “Dad! I’m back from school.” They lived on the poverty line, having government assistance in there 1 bedroom living room/kitchen/dining area. @dr-Emile-picani

Patton came bounding into view, scooping Emile up. "Hiya, 'Back from School', I'm Papa!" he cried, giggling mischievously.

Logan stepped into the room, groaning, adjusting his tie. "Every time. Must you- say that- every time?" he asked, sighing. "I trust your day was adequate?".

And then... the third one appeared- little toddler, Virgil. He'd been adopted recently, before the loss of jobs- but Patton was refusing to give him back. "Meel!! Broder Meel!" he chirped, waddling over to Emile; after Patton finally put him back down. "Uppy?".

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He chuckles and picked the boy up beforeaying down on his bed and cuddling up with the young boy. “Okay dad... I’m just going to sleep, I always feel tired after those.”

Emile came back from school, he was a skinny boy, shorter than most people his age. He was still in elementary school who walked to and back from said school because of how his dads work schedule was. But hey- could always be worst. He hums and walks into his home and calls out, “Dad! I’m back from school.” They lived on the poverty line, having government assistance in there 1 bedroom living room/kitchen/dining area. @dr-Emile-picani

Patton came bounding into view, scooping Emile up. "Hiya, 'Back from School', I'm Papa!" he cried, giggling mischievously.

Logan stepped into the room, groaning, adjusting his tie. "Every time. Must you- say that- every time?" he asked, sighing. "I trust your day was adequate?".

And then... the third one appeared- little toddler, Virgil. He'd been adopted recently, before the loss of jobs- but Patton was refusing to give him back. "Meel!! Broder Meel!" he chirped, waddling over to Emile; after Patton finally put him back down. "Uppy?".

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Emile looked over at Virgil and gave a small smile. “I’m going to take a nap okay? Wanna cuddle with me?” He asks.

Patton nodded and walked out, feeling quite anxious.

Emile came back from school, he was a skinny boy, shorter than most people his age. He was still in elementary school who walked to and back from said school because of how his dads work schedule was. But hey- could always be worst. He hums and walks into his home and calls out, “Dad! I’m back from school.” They lived on the poverty line, having government assistance in there 1 bedroom living room/kitchen/dining area. @dr-Emile-picani

Patton came bounding into view, scooping Emile up. "Hiya, 'Back from School', I'm Papa!" he cried, giggling mischievously.

Logan stepped into the room, groaning, adjusting his tie. "Every time. Must you- say that- every time?" he asked, sighing. "I trust your day was adequate?".

And then... the third one appeared- little toddler, Virgil. He'd been adopted recently, before the loss of jobs- but Patton was refusing to give him back. "Meel!! Broder Meel!" he chirped, waddling over to Emile; after Patton finally put him back down. "Uppy?".

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Patton set him down and gave a wary look to the other. “Logan... can I talk to you after this?”

Emile slowly nodded. “I think I did... I’m sorry, I just... I felt a metallic taste in my mouth so I made sure to put Virgil down.”

Emile came back from school, he was a skinny boy, shorter than most people his age. He was still in elementary school who walked to and back from said school because of how his dads work schedule was. But hey- could always be worst. He hums and walks into his home and calls out, “Dad! I’m back from school.” They lived on the poverty line, having government assistance in there 1 bedroom living room/kitchen/dining area. @dr-Emile-picani

Patton came bounding into view, scooping Emile up. "Hiya, 'Back from School', I'm Papa!" he cried, giggling mischievously.

Logan stepped into the room, groaning, adjusting his tie. "Every time. Must you- say that- every time?" he asked, sighing. "I trust your day was adequate?".

And then... the third one appeared- little toddler, Virgil. He'd been adopted recently, before the loss of jobs- but Patton was refusing to give him back. "Meel!! Broder Meel!" he chirped, waddling over to Emile; after Patton finally put him back down. "Uppy?".

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Patton gave a small smile at Virgil. “If Emile does that again come get us okay?”

Emile had to think for a moment before shaking his head. “No... but it was raining on the way to school today?”

Emile came back from school, he was a skinny boy, shorter than most people his age. He was still in elementary school who walked to and back from said school because of how his dads work schedule was. But hey- could always be worst. He hums and walks into his home and calls out, “Dad! I’m back from school.” They lived on the poverty line, having government assistance in there 1 bedroom living room/kitchen/dining area. @dr-Emile-picani

Patton came bounding into view, scooping Emile up. "Hiya, 'Back from School', I'm Papa!" he cried, giggling mischievously.

Logan stepped into the room, groaning, adjusting his tie. "Every time. Must you- say that- every time?" he asked, sighing. "I trust your day was adequate?".

And then... the third one appeared- little toddler, Virgil. He'd been adopted recently, before the loss of jobs- but Patton was refusing to give him back. "Meel!! Broder Meel!" he chirped, waddling over to Emile; after Patton finally put him back down. "Uppy?".

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Another Self adoration cause y’all hate darkskin woman on this app💓

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hold the fuck up I just noticed there’s an apple juice emoji

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