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Originally Posted by Hotzenplotz
That looks like a lot of work. I don't know, though, if I should laugh or be appalled by the fruitful violence.  |
Yeah, what's up with that? I thought we were all
peace &
love &
beauty &
erotic stuff around here.
But upon my
private investigation, I have determined that the real culprit this time is, in fact, neither
Earl nor
Norris.
They's off the hook.
No -- the real culprit is one
Jessica Louise Plushington!!**GASP!**
Yes! Really, my dear, you
surely ought to know by now
not to go pressing any of Norris's "PSYENTIFIK BUTONS"! As in, like,
ever!!
But you did, didn't you?
We has fotografik proof, we does.
And you,
Miss Cinderella Snuggleworth, you gun-toting Goldilocks: all you had to do was open the front door and let all the neighbors
suffer enjoy the company of Barry's big dopey narna clones, but no, you just
had to shoot them??
Dayamm!
I
do hope you cleaned up that
huge yellow mess you made all over
Karrot's house, or he'll have a hella good reason to have
you at gunpoint!!
Anyway, you lot got lucky. After all, who knows -- you might have to face someone like this chap next time:
