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I would rewire the sound in Mordred's coffin to play I'm a little teapot all day and all night.
That is sooooo dastardly.. I dig! I seriously dig! As I hum this atrocious (yet soooo damn stuck in my head and warping my mad little dreams) tune.. I pour tea over every single inch of Sybl's abode.. OH but wait! Not just any tea! A special tea blended by the wise chief's of Papua New Guinea.. to keep all evil spirits (and anybody with the sense of smell) away for miles.
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