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it didn’t seem to matter to Chaos. Dead or alive, if it could squish, it could fit.
I was stunned for a click, darkness dancing across my vision. What the hell was in his pants? Steel ballbags?
would do with a building full of tokens, though. They would probably just end up cleaning them all and then stacking them neatly, before sneaking right back out the way they had come.
“What is it?” “An asshole was too … small a word to describe you. You’re an asspit. An asschasm. An asscrater—” “Wow,” he interrupted,

