’ he mumbled, needlessly defensive. ‘How wonderful!’ cried Marge. ‘We’ll have some now. I already opened some red wine for the dinner table....�� Walter followed her into the kitchen. He raised his head slightly to take in the aroma. ‘Something smells good in here.’ he said. ‘It’s pot roast—my specialty.’ Marge answered. ‘I hope that you like it!’ ‘It’s been so long since I’ve had pot roast.’ Walter replied longingly. ‘Oh, I’m sure of it!’ said Marge with sympathy dripping from every word. ‘There. . Those towels were fucking sweet and repressed twit that he is ... Bill even had fiber optics running through the towel rack that heated the material ... ... after cleaning my windbreaker to the best of my ability, I turned to find a woman seated on the toilet quietly pissing and nonchalantly starring at me .... I'd seen her in clique number seven that some of my people actually knew, but i hadn't caught her name .."Hey .. How's it goin ?" "Were you sitting there the whole time?" Yup." "Not. More

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