Well, I joined some kind of gang. They seem like pretty tight guys; didn't like stairs for some reason. But I'm part of the outfit, now. Sounds like we hang out, get drunk, and then kill doctors.
For some reason.
Part Nine here.
Well, I joined some kind of gang. They seem like pretty tight guys; didn't like stairs for some reason. But I'm part of the outfit, now. Sounds like we hang out, get drunk, and then kill doctors.
For some reason.
Part Nine here.
3 comments:
Looks like you fit in perfectly!
So you stuck to the road and "bewared" (if that's a word) of the moors. No werewolves down that way then??
Only to run into the tin cans with plumbing plungers?? That SUX.
Evil wicked stepmother
Nah, it's cool. We're down, now. We're gonna conquer the galaxy, apparently.
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