Move it, Myrtle.
How I feel whenever Myrtle gets between me and Marie.
Fuckin’ A Myrtle. GTFO.
Also, I feel so very loved.
I never knew that you would burn so slow.
The mouth, the breath, the smoke.
The mouth, the breath, the choke.
Who would have thought… I’m maybe caught.
YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTER IS DEAD.
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