Watch out. Everybody, stand back! Go get some of those nose plugs from the synchro team. BECAUSE I SAID SO, SUSAN!
Step away from the smell of rotting meat. I will approach the affected area.
[moves closer to the window sill]
What's this? My aloe plant? Why does it smell of rotting meat?
Did I over water?
But You were supposed to save me from burns and...
Garberlelehhhhhhhhhh
What have I done?
[collapses to ground, pounding fists against industrial carpet]
Exeunt.
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I think towards the end there you might have had a stroke, because some of the worrds don't make sense. Trust me, I'm a CNA.
I love the 'exeunt.'
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