My grand celebration was crashed last night. I only found out too late that Mump (still comatose from being crushed under a door) had send out invitations to everyone on my mailing list.
Of course I couldn't just be left alone to enjoy the party in my room, by my self. I was fed SPIKED Punch without my knowledge of its contents, Fireman'd over that
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And come on, kid, I've seen how you kidnap. You just rush in, there's no style to it.
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And fuck you.
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