Bator flipped the switch and promoted ahhhhh.
the 3-V imersion field tingles like static from scuffing your feet on the carpet in winter.
He was master of all he surveyed.
Young Master Bator was a very hard person.
To please.
Wellington waived her 5th Amendment right to shut the f* up and lay into him.
"Bator, when are you going to come down off that ivory tower and fetch my millions ?"
"Well, it isn't ivory" hissed Bator.
Suddenly from another plane, Jim finally went home.
Then, after a blink or two, everyone went to their homes, nice new sweet homes with plenty of storage.
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