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Jan 05, 2007 00:32

What in the damn hell is going on here? How many times are we gonna have to get moved all over the damn universe before someone gets sick of it and leaves us the hell alone?

Not that Doofus' world ain't all nice and pretty. And Miss Priss isn't that much of a handful once you get to know him. But damn it, I was finally getting settled in. I had a bar, god damn it. A BAR!!!! I don't have a bar in this stupid city!

Son of a bitch! And what the hell's wrong with everybody? Acting like they ain't never seen me before. Hello!? Bunch of jackasses. Gone two damn months, not even that, and they can't be bothered to remember me.

Well, the hell with them! Me and Fuzz and Doofus and Prissy Pants are going to start a bar! So there!
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