[67] written by Vyrus

"NOBODY DOG-NAPPED MY POODLE BITCH@! THAT WAS A TRICK!@# ALL
HAIL HITLER AND NOW YOU DIE LIKE THE MUCASY POND SCUM YOU ARE@!"

You look at Dr. Debonaire like he's some kind of fucking weirdo,
and he seems taken aback. Like, you were supposed to flinch or
something?

"Fuck you, d00d. I trade warez. I don't do investigations for
flamers in velvet red chairs. Your bitch gives good head though."

BLAMMO. You're dead. Dr. Debonaire decided that his bitch
giving you head wasn't a good thing at all.

Either that or he just didn't like you.

THE FUCKING END.