Whilst cleaning my room for the inevitable purge of Stee-kind, I found this:
... "Oh crap, I've done it again, haven't I?" boomed a mysterious, deep voice seemingly coming from all around him. "I never can get that right."He gave a bedazzled look. There was nothing around him. In fact, it was just him and blackness. He didn't even know what he was
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