What a rich and productive day it's been. I put the finishing touches to the Weather Machine, made vague, supercilious threats to the leaders of several developed nations, and got some washing done.
What else was there? Oh yes, - I went feral.
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Seriously - are you ok?
Oh, I'm fine. When I say feral, I mean that I strapped some red tags to the back of my hand as a crude fascimile of claws, and made some threats towards the wellbeing of the usual suspects.
You worry me at times, you do know that right?
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