Because he never left the pub.
Beep, talk. We get it, condescending cell companies.
Once you're finished with the breasts and thighs, you're left with a greasy box to put your bone in.
Climb a tree and act like a nut.
His hand caught on fire.
McBook Eyre
Hunch-black of Notre Dame
Because there's a BartEnder there.
Honey I'm down at the pub having a pint with the lads. Be home in about 30 min. If I'm not back by then please read this message again."
Lepre Kahn
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