The kid is born with two shadows. You better believe I head straight down to the Department of Balance office to appeal their decision. It isn’t right, giving an extra shadow to a baby. It’s not like she killed you on purpose, Beau. She’s a newborn baby, for fuck’s sake. She’s basically a more sophisticated potato. And that’s exactly what I tell the receptionist resting his boots on top of his desk. He is long and slender, with a droopy face.
What an intro lol
