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Sometimes when I go out with my friends we like to find the highest peak possible.
We sit on the peak and we lovingly bring out our Krokodil.
I cant use my right hand anymore since my wrist rotted out but the meat is still on my hand so I often need help getting my Dil on
We all inject our krokodil
We slowly clamor down the mountain with pieces of flesh falling off our bodies.
>The Urals such mountains urals is love urals is life
>We call ourselves the necromancer gang
>We are slowly becoming skeletons
>You will never know the joy of pulling of sheets of your skin/muscle tissue (imagine the biggest zit but better)
>Me and my skeleton krokodil krew are making our way out of the woods
>Hunter starts screaming "Zombies"
>Breathe in that fresh air
>Exhale chunks
We sometimes like to play a game of giving masturbation to one another with rotten hand.
No feel so its like a ghost so much neat.
One of my bodies (buddies) got shot because a man thought we had risen from grave.
I saw my girlfriend lose her foot as she climbed massive boulder.
We laughed and put on a peg leg of wood sticks to help her walk
ARGHHH
We are the necromancers me and my skeleton krew.
If you of russia in urals you will see us in our outings to go of camping
