@Steak I'm feeling merciful today. *Force feeds Steak every page and the book case for the Oxford English Dictionary, douses him in pure ethanol, leaves him tied up in the middle of a match factory, launches a mortar round at the factory which explodes, and opens up an umbrella so the bits of SteakHeart won't land on him.*
@Neo: These aren't anguished cries! I'm just wailing about the fact that I chose residence in such a crappy oven! I mean come on, it's hardly giving me fourth-degree burns!
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