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"Go ahead, kiddo."
RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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"Right, what years do we wnat?"
RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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"Right so..."
It showed the adorable little Caspian outside at a water pump. There was another boy with him, with brown eyes. The older boy hit Caspian around the face, "Give it back!" "I never took anything!" "You took the bottled ship!" "But daddy gave it to me! "I WNAT IT, YOU SLEFISH B'STARD!" Carl screamed, hitting his brother again, oushing him against the wall. There was a shatter of glass and Caspian took out the ruins of a bottled ship. He offered it to Carl, who was now smiling. "Keep it, I never wanted it anyway." Carl said, starting to laugh. He gave his brother a kick before running away laughing. Caspian sat down, diligently picking up all the glass fragments. RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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"Anything else?"
RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |