So the
old man decided to drop in for a sabbatical.
How 'bout them apples.
Everybody hold up okay under the barrage of Chuckie dolls? Didn't even notice them, honestly, too damn busy coming down with some kind of flu from hell. Preemptively: no soup, no visits, I'm fine, period point blank.
(
private, hackable by his crew, including the adoptees thereof. )