I am a whinging, cringing pathetic pile of- well, patheticness. My throat is burning, both from illness and that bastard Buckley who decided to cure us in the most painful, disgusting way possible. My head is three times smaller than my sinuses, which are threatening to rupture and fill the world with the gooey cotton that currently fills them. I
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I loves my wretched show! I only have six more volumes to get through ;)
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