Deth Killer was here earlier. Stanley's not smiling. He's wiping up spilled ammonia from the bar. He was looking for you.
Me? What the fuck?
I didn't ask. Whaddya want. Not a question. Stanley never asked. Statement.
Ahm, mentholated shitsturber, Stan. Nods and turns to the supplies. Stanley is back with an organic vapour visor over his ...
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I'm bowing to popular demand (well, Google search stats) and including a couple of posts related directly to the performance of the Chicken Dance. This is the first of this content.
The first thing you will want to do is find a wedding. Generally, despite some notable exceptions, this is the only place where a chicken ...
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