I'm falling asleep to me...

[amorda]

I could regail you with stories of my sojurn to the big apple (including both new and old pictures(including commentary))...

but I won't.

I could shock and delight you with the tale of the scary Muffin dog of New York City...

but I won't.

I could describe. in detail, the strange sickness that befell me on the last day in the city that never

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I know how this dream ends!! -- Karlin

[anonymous]

> This prompted Matt to pray.
> Granted it was the prayer one says to bless a dinner but it was still a prayer.

Greg, isn't it obvious? Will was cannibalized, Greg. And with Micky-Finn praying to bless his food after you just told him to lie to you?

He's going to eat you Greg! And Pat's going to join in; he's already slaughtered those patchy foxes!

Get out of there. Get out right now, and don't look behind. Take the bed with you. Ride it out maybe, but just get out!