Lieutenant Stafford rubbed his brow with his nicotine fingers. Beads of sweat visibily dripping from his brow, now furrowed from the thick yarn he felt was being shoveled to him on his third consecutive shift. He let out an evidently labored sigh as he continued his seemingly futile line of questioning.
“Look, kid, you now have received four times
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Punchline had an interesting rhythm, almost like an anti-climax but still hilarious, in an understated way.
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Poor Jasper, though that was a spectacularly bad idea.
Fake Care Bear and batteries... as usual, I think I need more of that story. For reasons...;)
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