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Allo fellow creatures of the night! I am stuck rotting in prison today, my crime, being born, my punishment, cleaning the kitchen. My sister came in to find me shouting, "Die! Die! Die!" She most likely expected me to be hovering over some poor defenseless creature with a knife (as earlier I held up a knife to her and shouted to get out of my kitchen), but discovered I was hovering over a poor defensless pot with a scouring pad and bubbles flying everywhere. This is not an exaggeration, my sister is currently reading over my shoulder and laughing hysterically, but she agrees that it is not one. Well, I hope this gave you a good laugh, it certainly gave my sister one, farewell, back to prison, wish me well, and pray that I get out on paroll soon.
 Rache des Blut · Tue Jun 06, 2006 @ 07:10pm · 3 Comments |
