You don’t like
Emergency "no liking" order.
Kanly shit. It's complicated. You would understand, but, these knuckle-hairs aren't going to pull themselves out by one—and dragging them around while I lumber about is not producing the desired smoothly-skinned effect.
On the bright side I am leaving a trail of DNA when/wherever I go so when more thuggie henchmen come—they will arrive eventually—there will be a chance to recover my remains for the post-mortem goulash. Already: you can imagine the queue for the breadstick accompaniment
alone.
