another beautiful morning....

and another great sleep. No noises in the walls, no fire, nada.

I understand, though, that there were screams coming from within that
obsessed little wanker Zero's bedroom last night.

Nightmares of being caught in a fire and watching his skin melt off?
Whimpering, hearing what sounded like giant rats scurrying through his
walls?

Hardly - the little *** had simply forgotten to put KY on his thumb
again. :)

Your curses are useless, ***. Go see your mom and tell her your
phenobarbitol isn't working......
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