compost:
I once knew a man from calcutta who had too many oysters in his buttah. When he sat down to lunch, he caused them to punch him in the face goddamnit
outcome:
Remains of things you killed and ate; things you grew; things that grew in space you're responsible for; things that died in that space; dead things. Everything here was composted at the shit talk compost bin.
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