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>I was only 9 years old
>I loved Civ V so much, I had all the expansions and scenarios
>I pray to Gundhi every night before bed, thanking him for not nuking me
>"Gundhi is love" I say; "Gundhi is life"
>My dad hears me and calls me a faggot
>I know he was just jealous of my devotion for Gundhi
>I called him a warmonger
>He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep
>I'm crying now, and my face hurts
>I lay in bed and it's really cold
>Suddenly, a warmth is moving towards me
>It's Gundhi
>I am so happy
>He whispers into my ear "This is my salt."
>He grabs me with his powerful Indian hands and puts me down onto my hands and knees
>I'm ready
>I spread my ass-cheeks for Gundhi
>He nukes my capital
>It hurts so much but I do it for Gundhi
>I can see my capital falling as my eyes start to water
>I push against his force
>I want to please Gundhi
>He roars in a mighty roar as he fills my cities with his nuclear missiles
>My dad walks in
>Gundhi looks him straight in the eyes and says "It's all polders now."
>Gundhi leaves through my window
Gundhi is love. Gundhi is life.