I am pretty sure I had never, ever, in 23 and a half years of life, actually, honest-to-God rolled on the floor laughing.
But then the guy in the shiny vest turned around.
There were nails clawing at the fucking parquet, people. When I finally came up for air, and that was quite some time later, I found Danny the Raccoon (who, unfortunately for
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