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Well hello, hello. What have we here? No slayer, no slayerettes, no Scoobies. Promising. No Passions, though. Damn. Unless anyone has access to a telly?
Andrew's not yippin' at my heels like some kind of rabid chihuahua. A lacking of that is a sure sign that I've either found my way into Hell or some alter demension. Not that big of a deal in either case, really. As long as the lot of you don't whine the same as he does.
Need to find more smokes. Bloody well can't go much longer on what I have now.
Andrew's not yippin' at my heels like some kind of rabid chihuahua. A lacking of that is a sure sign that I've either found my way into Hell or some alter demension. Not that big of a deal in either case, really. As long as the lot of you don't whine the same as he does.
Need to find more smokes. Bloody well can't go much longer on what I have now.