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I'm so tired of this. I left Barbelith because I was tired of all this aggressive, competitive nattering--from you especially, Fluxington--and you all followed me. Now that I've come back, you've started up again. I'm going to scowl and pout and stamp my little foot, and then I'm going to bake a garlic nan and telekinetically craft a yeast-killing retrovirus, so FUCK YOU! |
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