Richardson claims I'm going to end up a victim of one of his evil plots.
But with that remark, he's going to end up dead with one of mine! :twisted:
*sniffs*
It freakin' smells like Target in this house. Target's food court. Where the popcorn is.
What the crap?
EDIT: Dammit, KJ. XP
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What further instructions could there be besides, 'Kiss your ass goodbye'?
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