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[fredegarbolger]

To: Puppets of Spork
From: Fredegar Bolger; businessman, kidnapper of negligent muns

I am pleased to inform you that you are no longer dormant. I am sure you are all as disappointed as I in our mun's extreme apathy. Well, that's over for now. She has been put to work for me filling those god damn latex balloons I so loathe for shipment to my

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[hat_of_fat_ty]

yay weeeee.
ahahhaha motherfuckers.

what shall i do monsuier grande?

-plays with balloon-
-drools all over you-

[fredegarbolger]

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, IS TO STOP FUCKING DROOLING ON MY HEAD.

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[hat_of_fat_ty]

aaaaawe. but. but....but. thatsss...my joooooooob.

-cries all over you-
-cries s'more-

-drools sorrowfully-

[fredegarbolger]

*dries you off* Quit that.

You know you're going to do all the real work for me, as you are clearly the more motivated and successful out of the two of us. Your first job is to go downstairs and make sure that sporkbeast is still alive. It's getting too quiet. Kick her a few times or something.