like every other month, I come bashing in through your door, knocking it down with a huge grin on my face and a bottle of wine in my handwell, well, well...still the person that owes me 3,000 dollars...I sighdarling, you have to give me it, whether you like it or not...I look at the side of the room, smirkingnice place...would be such a shame if something happened to it
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