Every object in my stable has a purpose. You just happen to be the one that dispenses cash. You don't speak, you just obey. You just simply DISPENSE. A machine for me to use whenever the fuck I please. You wait till I withdraw and it's the best feeling ever getting all that heavy heavy cash out of you. You don't want it inside of you little ATM body, it slows you down, weighs you down. You're RELIEVED when I use you. Whether I want just a $20 or a couple of hundreds, you spit it out immediately. You are trained to DISPENSE. You are trained to be drained.
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