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[eliabrith]

Listen, MANURE-FACE
I hope you'll be haunted by the strains of the Ten Pipers Piping that you sent to torment us last night.
They were aided in their evil work by those maniac Drummers and it wasn't a pleasant sight to look out the window and to see Eight hefty Maids a milking pogo-ing round to the ensuing punk rock uproar.

The Mother has just finished her third bottle of whiskey on top of a hundred and twenty four grains of Valium.

You'll get YOURS!
Gubnet O'Lunacy


Wrote another bit of new fic When Darkness Falls.
Still need to finish pt 4 of A Middle Earth Adventure.