Hangover
The motorcycle ride from Hendersonville to Asheville was fast. At one point, we reached 95 mph. I didn't notice the sudden increase in speed when it did happen. It all just seemed deliriously fast to me. I was sitting on the back of the thing, teeth clenched and hands in frozen in little claws, keeping the bike from crashing with my will alone--it
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If you die I will raise your spirit via necromancy and kill it multiple times in as many painful ways as I can devise until your ghost is in shreds and has to be reincarnated in several different bodies!
In short- don't you dare get yourself killed:)
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