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one night when I was somewhere between 4 and 6, my dad read us Tell-Tale Heart, then when we were going to bed he went down stairs, turned the speakers on and made heart-beat noises into a microphone. My mom ran out of her room because me and my sister were screaming bloody murder, and my dad's trying to get upstairs while laughing his ass off.
I still need to get him back for that
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