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[bob_fraser_snr]

When a man dies, he goes into a spaceship in space? Well, I suppose where else would a spaceship be? It appears that I owe Woodchuck Wesley an apology.

Ah, Woodchuck. Almost shot off his own nose when his antique musket went off on his face. Never did get it seen to properly. Used to flap it open whenever Stacy Longshaw would happen by. They ended

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[bubble_mobile]

Greetings Bob, I am Glinda. It's very lovely to have you on board here. Feel free to ask any questions and I try my best to answer them to an approvable amount.

[bob_fraser_snr]

Hello, miss.

As for questions, while I might have an idea why I'm here... I am not so sure of what I'm here for.

[villageson]

That's quite a story...

Welcome to the Barge. I'm 11-12.

[bob_fraser_snr]

Good man, Woodchuck.

Thank you, son.

[villageson]

Are you a warden here?

[bob_fraser_snr]

A warden, son?

[talldarksaviour]

Hello Bob Bob Fraser.

I'm intrigued despite myself, is it the nose that flapped or the musket? And how exactly do you flap open your nose?

...

Actually I don't think I want to know.

[bob_fraser_snr]

The nose, son. With your thumb,
naturally.

[talldarksaviour]

Naturally.

You have interesting friends.

[bob_fraser_snr]

I suppose so.