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fandomtownies2006-06-23 07:30 am
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All and Sundries, 6/23
The scritching.
The abominable, godforsaken, gets-in-your-brain-and-makes-it-itch scritching! The noise of Baldrick rubbing his face against a piece of aluminum siding was the reason Edmund had closed the store and spent the day singing Mares eat oats and does eat oats to himself in his flatnot because the mun was felled and brain dead from the heat.
When Edmund found out who was responsible for giving Baldrick that piece of whatever the hell it was, he was going to wrap his hands around that person's neck and squeeze until they popped like a Christmas cracker, spilling toys and treats for all the boys and girls.
Or blood. It would suffice.
All and Sundries is scritchily open.
The abominable, godforsaken, gets-in-your-brain-and-makes-it-itch scritching! The noise of Baldrick rubbing his face against a piece of aluminum siding was the reason Edmund had closed the store and spent the day singing Mares eat oats and does eat oats to himself in his flat
When Edmund found out who was responsible for giving Baldrick that piece of whatever the hell it was, he was going to wrap his hands around that person's neck and squeeze until they popped like a Christmas cracker, spilling toys and treats for all the boys and girls.
Or blood. It would suffice.
All and Sundries is scritchily open.