meh.

remember everyone...

thursday watch: the conditions for thursday are here, but a thursday incident has not yet been confirmed

Highlights include:

For your first two years (when you were small) you lived in a foster home with people who raised you into a very polite young man. Two is like you plus me, that's what two is.

Some people adopted you before me and they called you Timmy (which is a stupid name) and they returned your ass almost immediately because you were so annoying at that age.

Like think about how annoying you are right now at seven years old, but way worse.

I'm better than them though, I don't call you Timmy and I wore earplugs to bed for three years because you love to scream at bedtime. Earplugs are like when I roll over and go back to sleep even when you are yelling so so so loud.

I got you at a time in my life when I was really sick (being sick is like when I'm up late because I'm throwing up and you are a very handsome good boy who sits with me) and they had to put me asleep for a procedure. A procedure is like what happened to you when they put you asleep and took your balls away.

I would be raising the dead to help the local villages by taking over the labor tasks they dont wanna do. You provide your dead, and in exchange my skeletons will clean your houses and work the fields for you. Thereby ingratiating myself with the local towns and thus they will shield me from any asshole adventurers trying to stop me from my experiments.

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