[brainwashed]

[blewitup]

'Ello, my lovin' wife, mah darlin' kids, Daddy's 'ome!  Whew, work sure woz tirin today, tha's fer true.

[A brainwashed Demoman wanders into the kitchen. And won't respond to the name "Demoman", instead going by the moniker Bam O'Malley.

He's also left a note for himself: "Watch show at 5PM"  Upon turning the dial on his Television set, the device

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[stop_it_tewi]

... are you feeling alright?

*Reisen has her hand behind her back... with a needle*

[blewitup]

Why, Ah'm jus' dandy, darlin'. Wot's fer dinner?

[he doesn't even turn around, he's watching the news channel]

[stop_it_tewi]

*Reisen sighed*

An IV unit.

*she swiftly came up behind Demoman, plunging the needle into the side of his neck and injecting the tranquilizer into his bloodstream*

Goodnight.

[blewitup]

Agh, tha....t.....stings....

....nnnngh..

[Insert the loudest, most obnoxious snoring you've ever heard.]

[angel_of_junk]

Oh Hello father. How was your day at work?

*She's not brainwashed, just playing around for fun*

[blewitup]

There's mah pride an joy, Sugie!

[He picks you up and holds you out in the air, spinning around and generally treating you like you're about 5 years old.]

Yer daddy worked hard today!

[angel_of_junk]

Oh Father, You're making me dizzy~

So, did you bring me any candy?

[blewitup]

Sugie, you know th' rule, no sweets before dinner!

Besides, yeh dun need anymore sweetness, ahh-hahaha!

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[Despite the shockwave, there is no damage; city hall and its various decorations are entirely unharmed.]