Oh, Ra-zer~
[There might as well be a "dear" trailing after that. Erol leans back, idly tossing a sharpened knife to himself. The balance on standard cutlery is horrible, but he's handled them so much for so long that it doesn't throw him off.]
I'm going to teach the crocadog a little lesson in a couple days.
I would be terribly remiss if I
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