| | | Bastard. I hate you. You are now on my personal Hit List, charged with the heinous offence of Out-Cooling Carnival when she's had a long day and is feeling a bit shirty.
Have you got ANY IDEA how many people I have to send that goddam link to now? Have you? No, of course not.
A VCR-choking servitor will be round yours shortly. Don't mess with it.
It could be scratching your CDs too. |
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