So there’s a child molester and a little boy walking into the woods.
The child molester and the little boy keep walking further and further, and it’s getting darker and darker, and they’re going deeper and deeper into the woods.
The little boy looks up at the child molester and says, ‘Gee, mister. I’m getting scared.’
And the child molester looks down at him and says, ‘You think you’re scared, kid? I have to walk out of here alone.’
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