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RASPBERRIES FOR THE RASPBERRY GOD. BISCUITS FOR THE BISCUIT THRONE.
He cares not from whence the jam flows, only that it flows.
IN THE GRIMDANK OF THE 41ST MILLENNIUM, THERE IS ONLY PARFAITS.
Wasn't there an indisputable video of a tortoise hunting a bird or something like that a while back?
I did not care for that :(
And I like turtles