Mmmm... anchovies. Yum.
I would like to assign the cheesewit I almost broadsided tonight coming home from work. Imagine this: a dark city street, me going 30 MPH, then El Dumbo zips out from a partiallly concealed parking lot just a few yards ahead of me. I almost smashed into the fool and had to slam on my brakes. I hate slamming on my brakes. I assign having to slam on my brakes to Mordor. And what if the road had been wet? What if it had been raining? What then? I wouldn't have got home in time to start Day 5 of WWJVIII, that's what. Not to mention my car, my poor beautiful baby, would have been wrecked! Fool! Fie upon thee!
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All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.
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