"Can't depend on anyone! Did you know," Lord Borr was ranting well before he re-entered his lounge, "that those little dummies were STILL in class? What time is it? What were they doing? No BRAINS. None of them!" Lord Borr slammed the door back behind. "WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
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Someone unimportant whose name slips my memory made this signature.
Twas Lady Borr who did it, sir!
Boor's bringin' sexy back and yall just hatin'
Kingston: Marry me my lord. We're perfect for each other. |