SOOO ANYWAYS.
THIS IS WHERE WE LAST LEFT OFF FROM.
..OKAY GUYS I REALLY DON'T I SWEAR I DON'T.
DON'T JUDGE ME. BUT NOW THAT YOU MENTION IT I BET YOU'RE JUST WAITING TO JUMP THE STAISICLE SHOTSHOTSHOTSHOTSHOT
NOTHING MUCH IS GOING ON EXCEPT FOR A CASUAL BONFIRE CHANT. OR JUST A RECITAL OF A VERY LIMITED GROCERY LIST.
WE CONTINUE TO AMBUSH UNFORTUNATE BYPASSERS. MUCH CONFUSION WAS STIRRED.
ZZYBEANS DECIDES TO REJUVENATE HER FORMERLY ASSUMED ROLE OF "EL CAPITANO OBVIOUSSO."
NOW TELL ME I'M PRETTY.
AND THEN SUDDENLY A STORM HITS THE COASTAL BEACH.
STORMY THEN FINDS HERSELF IN WHAT IS QUITE POSSIBLY THE BEGINNING TO ALL ORGY PORN VIDEOS. BUT I WOULDN'T KNOW.
NO SERIOUSLY GUYS MY SLATE IS CLEAN. GOD WHY DOESN'T ANYONE EVER LISTEN TO ME.
OHOHOHOHOHOHO. LOOKS LIKE WE'VE GOT SOME TAKERS. CASH A CHECK. MATE.
YOU SEE WHAT I DID THERE
ALL OF THIS SWEET TALKIN' MUST'VE FINALLY GOTTEN TO RENSCOTTI'S HEAD. AT LAST
MY MASTER PLAN IS IN MOTION
SELF-EXPLANATORY. 'NUFF SAID.
YOU ARE NOT ALONE IN THAT THOUGHT, SISTER.
AND THUS BEGINS THE SPORK SAGA. (POSTING PICS BECAUSE IT DID HAPPEN. TRUE STORY.)
OMG BRB THE EM-ELL-EY-CHURS R HUGGING.
...WAAAAIT FOR IT.
AWWW YISSSSS.
. . .
AND ON THAT HAPPY NOTE, I BRING TODAY'S NOT-SO-DAILY REPORT TO AN END. (WITH MORE TO COME).
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