Well now...
What can I say about this gentleman...
* Wrinkles her nose*
Save thaaaat.....
HE'S A BIG, WET, OLD, USED, TEA BAG THAT'S BEEN USED OVER
THIRTY TIMES TO MAKE A ZILLION CUPS OF TEA AND HAS BEEN
WRUNG OUT SO MANY DURNED TIMES HE'S ALL SHRIVELLED UP AND
NASTY AND CACKY AND GROSS AND IF HE STICKS HIS FRIGGIN'
TONGUE OUT AT ME OR CALLS ME A TOOLBOX JUST ONE MORE TIME
I'M GONNA KICK HIS FRIGGIN' HEAD IN!!!!!!
* Takes a deep breath*
HUUUUUPPPPPPP!!!
>=P
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PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!
-puff-
-pant-
-wheeze-
* Sniffs indignantly and leaves a small, silver cross, with a
garnet embedded in it, before stalking off, muttering to herself..*
