Right now I've barricaded myself in Fontaine Fisheries because I'm hiding my ass from Fontaine plotting a master plan. A plan so diabolical, so dastardly, that it's going to make Ryan shit himself while he sleeps tonight and cry for his mother while he imagines her getting her womb ripped out with a pitchfork!
In 60 30 years when all of the fresh
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