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Aug 22, 2010 13:57

Fuck off out of it, you dead bastard!

Fucking zombies. Fucking ducks. Fucking scarecrows. Fucking countryside in the fucking middle of fucking nowhere with their fucking cornfields and their fucking duckponds and their fucking wide open bloody spaces.

[A very wet magus is currently squelching his way through the cornfields, with a zombie shuffling after him]

Bet there's no pub out here. Probably can't get any fucking fags here, either, and it's fucking America or some shit. Where the fuck do I get Silk Cut in America? And if you've got the frigging magical clout to take me halfway across the fucking world, you should have the aim to not drop me in a fucking pond when I get here.

Fucking ducks. Fucking tentacle monster. Fucking camp.

And fucking zombie. I told you to fuck off out of it!

Anyone know where I can get a shower and a towel?
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