And the alien did decree: I'M AT HOME, BITCHES.
Guess who's back, That's right. Motherfucking Lambert, yo. I've got a computer; I've got angst. I have 8 6 fingers willing to type their asses off. It's time to fucking lord it up. And, possibly hide, in February; I borrowed $200 from Sarah for (what even the store guy dubbed) a beast. I here by dub thee, "New Beast", and have a small prayer for the old one: "Good riddance." Vee vill see. |
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