Enough, Caesar.
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June 2012
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They're gone. My wife and our son, our friend Brooke, they're all gone. ...There is someone in the house *voice post*
*sounds of nothing but a very deep, dark, sadistic chuckle* I'll raise a toast to you both. Despite the differences, I will miss you. Well... this is interesting. Oh daughter of mine! You have been rather quiet. Should I be worrying? Hey Mick? My daughter's here. Care to explain this little change of scenery, Dad? What is WITH the universe hopping? First Gigi's world, then the brothel, then some other... Anyone tell me where the fuck Veronica Mars is? Attention: Whoever decided that it might be fun to slash my tires, I will find out who you are, and trust me, you will regret it. The world's changed so much. So fast, it seems. |