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I have a mangling headache. Don't any of you do anything to bug me today because it's not worth being the cause of my fatal aneurysm, is it?

One of you get me some hot and sour soup with no meat and some brown rice. Or miso soup with lots of seaweed. Bring it to me in bed, and fix the sash cord on that window there so I get a better breeze coming through here (yes, I have ancient windows that don't even have sash chains, we're talking about actual ROPES).

The *ooh you got BURNED* Identity

Hey, when did I grow that penis and change my name?

Yes, people, the truth is out. I am some guy named Andrew.

Additionally, I am Spartacus. I am Spock. I am the walrus. I am, I am, I am Superman, and I can do anything. I AM KEYSER SOZE. I am Duncan MacLeod of the clan MacLeod. I am Jean Valjean. I'm Batman. I am the very model of a modern major general. I'm called Little Buttercup. I am what I am, I am my own special creation.

They call me MISTER Tibbs!

"...as the humidity!"

There is a 15 degree difference between up here and downstairs.

Goddammit, that's it. The air conditioning goes on NOW.