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Sydney Spent A Lot Of Time On My Bed These Days. Unfortunately, It Wasn't With Me.

You See Something You Like?

Yeah? Can You Draw A Skeleton Riding A Motorcycle With Flames Coming Out Of It? And I Want A Pirate Hat On The Skeleton. And A Parrot On His Shoulder. A Skeleton Parrot. Or Maybe A Ninja Skeleton Parrot? No, That Would Be Overkill. But It'd Be Cool If The Biker Skeleton Could Be Shooting Some Ninja Throwing Stars. That Are On Fire.

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I Fought Against Her, Trying To Mount Some Kind Of Defense, But It Was Like Fighting Dimitri On Crack.