Then the babysitter began to read a book. Presumably some sort of manual of gnome evasion.
Her knight in shining armor returned home from work and cleared a path through the gnomes the only way he knew how: brute force!
By the time Duke fought his way to Meatbaby the babysitter was gone. Dead or whisked away through means unknown, it didn't matter to Duke. It was somebody's birthday!
With all these great tats, it's safe to say I'm the most unique person on earth. Which sounds great, until you realize how lonely it is.
FULLY SPOTTED DOG - My attempts to remove the spots from a Dalmatian completely backfired, and now I have a useless dog that is all spots and nothing else.
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