YOU MADE ME FUCKING JUMP OUT OF MY SKIN WITH YOUR STUPID RED CLOAKS AND YOUR STUPID PERFECT MUSIC CUE AND THEN YOU MADE ME LAUGH THROUGH MY TEARS OF ABJECT TERROR WHEN HE HIT HIS HEAD WITH THE TRAP DOOR
WHAT
WHAT
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
OH NO
THE BEAST’S OUT
IT’S BOUT TA PUNCH YO LIGHTS OUT
GET THE FUCK BACK
GUARD YA GRILL
Thank you.
YOU ARE DOING CAPITAL JAMISON
THEY MADE A SOUND
HE HAS a QUiet way
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