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[prismaticbleed]

Dear Tar, and dear Blood:

KINDLY SHOVE THE HELL OFF.

I am sick to death of your shit and mark my words, I WILL end you come hellfire or high water, preferably both, because they're both very good friends of mine.

I am wise to your backhanded bloody methods now, you bastard. I know what you're up to, and I swear on my life that I will cut you down before you so much as THINK about screwing with us again.


LEAVE MY BOY THE HELL ALONE.

Refuse, and get a face full of axe.

(Secretly hoping you refuse because damn am I ever pissed.)


Either way, you're dead meat.

Gravity's gonna bring you right the hell down, sucker!




Sincerely, LAURIE.