Tch. Just to clear something up--

[A gust of wind distorts the signal for a moment. He's updating this on his way home from the bar.]No one's gonna die from drinking my damn liquor. First off, our 'battery acid' ain't real battery acid. It's rough alcohol, yeah. Nothin' real dangerous or strange about it except for that ( Read more... )

Tch. Any takers on that hot chocolate? Got half a bag left. Havin' a cup laced with battery acid myself.

Gonna be open a few more hours. And I got gifts for some of you. Kind of a tough haul--the fuckin' monsters were out enjoyin' the holiday too.

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I think we broke the pattern. Maybe it won't stick, but damn. The peace lasted for once.

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I ain't closing the Northern Lights over a damn plant.

That said, here's your warning. Don't come through my door in a pair, not unless you wanna get shocked, burned.. or whatever else.

There's a piece of it kinda tucked just above the door frame. You can't see it right off, but it's there.

Compensation my ass. Ain't no way I'm putting up signs ( Read more... )