Trying to get her fox-tail right, nearly fucked that up too.
The gold meteor symbol for Maxwell's Meteors, yep!? Nearrrrrrrrrrrrrrly fucked that up too!
So I had to go outside the guard house and walk around and do some breathing exercises to get the blood flowing again and get my mind right!
I wanted to do a better afro for her, but I had to remember that Diana was originally a Coon-Ass Bedwench who thought she was hot shit! So I left it.
Either way I made it.
Now?
I fell asleep twice on the subway trying to get back here, so?
I'm going to bed.
Got my dinner and my red tray sitting here in my lap.
And yes, Stacey it is one of the trays you bought for the apartment.
Hopefully you're back home safe and sound.
And CONGRATS on the grandchild!
All right people, I'm callin it a night!
ROLL END CREDITS!
I'LL BE BACK SOONER THAN YOU THINK AS USUAL!
GOODNIGHT FROM PHILADELPHIA!
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