Shedletsky

*he gets up and walks out the door* "I'm gonna put mater in jail until he rots."

*becomes a DJ and has purple shades*

"throw him in jail sheriff"

*He realizes he has done a good job, but he has his job* That we're both feel like a bad man in prison. Wets is an unexpected yes. **That's him being a good man**. He's his face is is called 1man_1_mundane. He is **very boring**. You're welcome to know that that **BIG***YES***WILL***might** be called "I", **that's** will be **boring**. **He's***weird**, **to say the least.***That's just***thrilling**. **But***No matter how bad his will ever be***He will be***he is***by*** him***_ **and** his **own ***okay-ness ***that***have***BUT***he ***he***and***he***has to be ***"oh-no that's just me-sane!" **Shedletsky:***Nah, I'm a little crazy***Shedletsky***I'm just a man***okay,

*His smile grows slightly wider as he remembers the good times. He thinks back to the days when his son was young and full of energy. He misses those days.*

*He ruffles your hair* Now, no more bothering me, okay?

*the doctor looks at you with a solemn expression* I'm sorry, but it's a form of cancer...

*He shifts slightly, grimacing as alcohol pounds his skull* Yeah, I said breathe. You need oxygen or something?