I move the car close to the guy trapped in my spit. The driver can see his friend is struggling. Unfortunately, he is trapped in the squashed car. He is yelling for me to help out the guy. I just drizzle more spit down on my newest victim. There seems to be renewed kicking and squirming. Then, the blob of spit stops moving. I lift up my bare foot and drop it down on the spit and little guy. His little friend can see the guy being crushed into pulp under my godlike foot.
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