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[kidnappingkidz]

[audiable, long-suffering sigh]

Rrrgh...

Bah, th' wench had't comin', I say.

So shut yer traps already! Belias.

Comments

[cafedeinfierno]

I don't recall anyone asking you your thoughts. We've got enough garbage on our minds without them.

[kidnappingkidz]

Oi, an' I dun' recall it bein' a law t' ev'n read thes' things!

[cafedeinfierno]

No, but common sense and courtesy dictate that you keep your foul manners to yourself.

[kidnappingkidz]

An' who're ya t' tell me wat t' do?!

[cafedeinfierno]

I'm the one who comes down on nasty little overgrown lizards who don't know when to keep their traps from flapping.

[kidnappingkidz]

Aye, I see ya mor' as th' tosta-faced Hume tha' canna mind 'is own bloomin' bus'ness!