only thing that makes any sense about why you and your minions were the way you were last week is none of you really care about any of us spending any more time together.
Fair enough.
Not like we haven't been down this road before.
So pardon me if I'm tired of the truck and the shape it's in, the lack of heat (it's not cold, just cool enough to be annoying after a while) and having to procure H2O.
It's just fucking old Lucy.
Really really old.
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