- Joined
- Mar 29, 2014
Bob would probably still be living in a neat and tidy 14 BLC, retired, single (or in a better marriage), and happy. One day, however, a very strange person dressed in a fashion that can only adequately be described as "um..." shows up and starts rambling. Stuff about trolls, lesbians, bonobos, female souls, lumberjacks, blarms, angels returning from the dead, and "hired help," until Bob closes the door on the strange visitor who bears an uncanny resemblance to himself.until he tried getting into his house?
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