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25/10/2024
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El_Ceviche
That'll happen.
That windmill is lit, legit!
Transcript:
Threatened with the prospect of moderate to severe alopecia, the werewolf tossed Sir Bawkerville’s boot from the windmill into the waiting wings of Shercluck Hens…
Much appreciated dear Wolfman. If I were you, I should avoid poultry altogether for a good, long while. One never knows how far these tainted meat scares can spread.
Yeah, yeah…
You may relax your diligence my friends. The boot is retrieved and the beast subdued.
Jolly good: we shan’t need these anymore.
Oops, my fault. Blimey, is my face red.