And so, it is done. I have passed my story on to another woman. When I turn my back, she will crumple it up and toss it in the waste basket. Just don't come crying to me when the basket is full and you have no man to empty it. I really can't believe what I am doing, but then again, I really can't believe who I am being either. Heh.
Beautiful creatures.
I need a little puppy to keep me company. They can't be stupid or mean, and they'll always care what you have to say. I've got some coins and denominations, here, in my pocket. Don't look at me in the eyes, I need not more bubble gum on my soles.
I didn't start the fire, but I own the house. You had to be a big shot, did you? You are hereby expelled from the Knights of the Table. You have tarnished our name in the face of the community far too long! By what measure? The measure of stealing a little girl's doll in the center of the village square and ripping it apart with your bare hands!
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