Whale Street.

Here is a report that was started in August and was set for publish in September, but due to unforeseen circumstances has only been completed recently, and has been savagely cut as of it's original length and scenes of sex, violence and er any good material.

This month(ish) I have another edition of Whale Street, following last(ish) years football carnage the residents have decided to take up the more gentle sport of cricket, yes the sport of gentlemen, cool cream teas, the sound of leather on willow (not that willow you dirty general).

Scene 1: Fred Bates' Pub.

(WHACKS FRED OVER HEAD WITH TRUNCHEON)

Jimmy: I think you've killed him.
P.C Bung: No, they always spit out blood like that.

(IAN ENTERS IN A FLUSTER)

Ian: The loonies from B5 have threatened to kill us all!
ALL: SO WHAT'S NEW?
P.C Bung: That's it there's only one thing to do.
Jimmy: Does it involve truncheons.
P.C Bung: Er . . . . no . . . diplomacy!
Jimmy: We're all going to die!

Scene 2: Outside Negotiation Rooms.

(PC BUNG COMES OUT OF NEGOTIATING ROOM)

Fred: Well have you made a deal?
P.C Bung: Well after 24 days non-stop talking we've come to an agreeable well thought decision.
Jimmy: Which is?
P.C Bung: They kill us all.
Fred: We're dead, dead I tell you, deader than those girls I burie....... er. ........never mind.
P.C Bung: Well I did bring him down to just using 1000 nukes.
Jimmy: They can't do this, someone must stop them.
P.C Bung: But who? He'd have to be a non-compronising, tough hardman, with a dirty vest.
Fred: A crazy on the edge psycho.
Jimmy: A man who could kill you with a daffodil.

Scene 3: Outside Stalety Home.

Timmy Mallet: NO I WON'T DO IT!!!

(SLAMS DOOR IN P.C BUNG AND JIMMY'S FACE)

Jimmy: Well lets move to our second choice.

Scene 4: Police Station.

(P.C , JIMMY AND FRED FACE CHAIR WHICH IS TURNED AWAY FROM THEM)

P.C Bung: We need your help.
Jimmy: Your the only man with the know how to do this job.
Fred: Yeah we can't get 5 across . . .
Jimmy: No we're here about the B5 lot.
Fred: Ah.
P.C Bung: Come on I'll give you back your old job as DCI.
Mystery man: Listen Bung you kicked me off the force for no good reason.
P.C Bung: Well you were a bit heavy handed in Operation Pogo.
Mystery man: Look I may have killed a lot of people, injured few civilians, set fire to the Mona Lisa shoved a daffodil in the mayors chest, caused £4 billion in damage but I still got the job done, I saved the President.
P.C Bung: But he was only choking on a bit of pitta bread! And anyway he was the President of the train spotters club.
Mystery man: Look if you have problems with the way I work then don't pick me for the job.
P.C Bung: Come on, we need you, think of all the lives you can save.
Jimmy: Yeah these people we're dealing with are complete perverse psychos, you can only deal with them.
Fred: Yeah, our strategy is to fight fire with fire.
Mystery man: What!?
P.C Bung: Come on think of the money, the girls the endless supply of vests.
Mystery Man: Alright I'll do it.

(MYSTERY MAN TURNS ROUND TO REVEAL HIMSELF AS MR KIPLING!!!)

Mr Kipling: Okay I'll get my stuff and meet you there.

Scene 4: Outside Town Hall.

P.C Bung: Where is he?

(OLD VINTAGE CAR PARKS UP WITH DCI KIPLING)

DCI Kipling: Who loves you baby.
Fred: What are you on about?
DCI Kipling: Shut up you tart! Right lets sort those sick bastards out

(DRINKS PINT OF REAL ALE)

Scene 5: Outside chambers.

5 SECONDS LATER . . . . ..

(KIPLING COMES OUT WITH VEST COVERED IN FILTH AND BLOOD)

DCI Kipling: Alright I rammed an apple corer in their leader, and flamethrowed the rest.
P.C Bung: Er. . . one problem the negotiation room is over their, you just went in and massaccared the Feminist conference.
DCI Kipling: Are you sure? They all looked like men to me, with their hairy armpits and none of them were making pies.
P.C Bung: Ohhhhhhhhhh! The negotiation rooms are over there!

(KIPLING ENTERS NEGOTIATION ROOMS)

ONE HOUR LATER............

DCI Kipling: Right I've negotiated a fair way to solve our differences - a cricket match.
Fred: Wow you really did well I thought they'd never reach a settlement.
DCI Kipling: Well for a while so did I, but he seemed very interested in the leather on willow bit.

Scene 6: Cricket fields.

P.C Bung: Okay I'll manage the team and as captain I've decide to pick a trustworthy well respected pillar of society: Clarky the Bookie.
Clarky: Oh yes I'm well respected, well respected all right, muhhahahahaahaahahahaahaaaha.
Fred: Well respected in Bangkok you mean.
P.C Bung: Very well do we have any tactics.
Ian: Well I've already hypnotised Galloway so he can play cricket like Brian Lara.
Galloway: Booyakasha! We be destroying those batty boy Babylon’s!
P.C Bung: No it seems you've hypnotised him to think he's Brian Lara.
Ian: Well he'll still notch up a hundred.
Fred: I don't mean to be picky, but English people are crap at cricket and even we beat the West Ind...................AAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGH.

(FALL TO FLOOR AS CS GAS SPRAYED IN HIS FACE BY BUNG)

P.C Bung: Shut up Fred! I can't be doing with your insane ramblings now.

Scene 7: In the Brothel

(SCENE MISSING)

Scene 8: Day of the match - Outside the Pavilion.

Clarky: Hey Galloway, come over here.
Galloway: (WALKS OVER STILL LIMPING FROM LAST NIGHT) Whatcha want buoy!
Clarky: I'll give you £50,000 if you go down in the first.
Galloway: You crazy buoy, this is cricket man I can't just fall over.
Clarky: £100,000 then.
Galloway: I want it in nannys buoy, and don't you cross me or I'll cap your ass with me matic.  BOOKYA! Straight in ya head!

(GALLOWAY WALKS AWAY TO THE CREASE)

Clarky: Ha, ha without our star player batting well we'll lose easily and I'll make millions on the bet on B5 and be able to buy all the Willow cardboard cut outs and fondant fancies a fat slightly balding feminine boy can buy, MUHHAHAHAHAHAHA.... giggle, giggle.

Scene 8: The Match.

(VAN PARKS UP AND OUT STEPS BUOYCOTT AND GOWIR CRICKET COMMENTATORS)

Buoycott: Well here we our on this special day to see if the Babylon 5 lot can retain the Ashes.
Gowir: Don't you mean turn Whale Street to ashes?
Buoycott: Yes, well anyway lets look at the pitch, and as you can see there are a few cracks here which will help the spinners and these mines will ....... what?
Clarky: Oh silly me leaving those there!
Buoycott: Yes take them away young girl.
Clarky: (IN HIGH PITCH SQUEAK) I beg your pardon I'm more the man then you! (MINCES AWAY)
Buoycott: Oh I'll beat yo.....
Gowir: No! Don't you remember what happened last time!
Buoycott: Oh alright then lets join the start of play with Garibaldi bowling for B5 and up to bat a Mr. Seany G and DCI Kipling who is wearing a large dirty raincoat and a deerstalker hat.
Gowir: And Garibaldi seems to be taking a long run up, in fact he's going out of the stadium .... down the road ...... over the horizon ......

ONE HOUR LATER....

Galloway: .......... so as I say man "When puss belly full, rat belly stink."
DCI Kipling: You what?

ANOTHER HOUR LATER..

DCI Kipling: ...you ze the little grey cells helped me catch him.
Galloway: Chuh...hey here comes that dutty bungle, now we see sum real action, hear me now!

(GARIBALDI COMES BOUNDING DOWN THE FIELD SCREAMING ONLY TO THROW THE BALL SO SOFTLY IT ROLLS ALONG THE GROUND AND STOPS ABOUT HALFWAY UP)

DCI Kipling: What the 'eck?

(CLARKY GIVES A NOD TO GALLOWAY)

Galloway: What ama s'posse to do wit that? Yah?

(SO GALLOWAY "ACCIDENTALLY" KNOCKS HIS WICKET OVER)

Clarky: Oh dear Galloway never mind, here take this suitcase, which is not bulging with money into the pavilion on your way for me.
Gowir: Now comes Ian Uendo to bat. And it is a Dr Franklin coming up to bowl.
DCI Kipling: I like your bat Ian.
Ian: Yes well it's thanks to my friend really she was up all night buffing up my wood.
DCI Kipling: Er okay then......what’s that smell?

(RUNS AWAY SEARCHING FOR ODOURS SOURCE)

(CLARKY HOLDING PIE)

Clarky: Hahaha I knew putting a dress on and going to home economics would be worth it one day.
Gowir: And Kipling seemingly distracted has been bowled out. Now up to bat is a Mr Fred Bates. And Sheridan has thrown the ball and Ian hits it to off leg middle way place thing and runs but it seems Fred is not running.
Ian: Run damn you!
Fred: I can't this electronic police tag thing restricts me going from 5 miles from my house and the boundary to that is just 2 yds from here.
Ian: Have you been massacring people again?

And that point an evil Aussie businessman (the type who keeps all the ad money to himself) bought the rights to the match and so we can only give you the scorecard of the test.

B5 Team

Scene 9: Outside the pavilion after match

Gowir: So there we go quite an amazing match. And I can now bring you exclusive interviews with some of the players: ahh here's Seany G.

(GALLOWAY DRESSED IN BIG FUR COAT COVERED IN GOLD CHAINS AND RINGS, WITH BLACK POLISH ON HIS FACE AND SHADES AND A FLAT CAP COMES IN ESCORTED BY TWO BIG HO'S)

Galloway: Ya, big up! Dinalinagalindong! Freestyler rock the microphone!
Gowir: Yes it is quite. Now you didn't have much luck in the batting, but your bowling performance was superb, how did you get that distinctive wrist action?

(SLIGHT PAUSE)

Galloway: No comment.
Gowir: There seemed to be a bit of trouble with the umpire at one point when he thought you had put dirt on the ball to adjust the spin say it isn't so!
Galloway: Nah man that was semtex!
Gowir: Oh well.....that's fine then.

Scene 10: In the Pavilion Bar.

(ALL LOOK ON DUMSTRUCK AND REALLY PISSED OFF)

P.C Bung: Oh well who cares! Anyway I suppose in one of the episodes.......of our lives he'd have to win unless by some freak occurrence he was put asunder by the B5 lot in the most evil imaginative way (hint hint wink wink) in the next episode.......of our lives.
Fred: Why did you say hint hin....AAAAAGHH

(POLICE HAMSTER ATTACKS FRED)

P.C Bung: Does your infernal rambling never cease.
Ian: What surprises me is why he said square bracket twice.
Jim: What surprises me is why them too are still here after it said on the scorecard they'd went to the police station.
P.C Bung: HEY! Stop spoiling this tender scene .................................................................. in our lives.

Scene 11: Outside Pavilion

(GOWIR IS INTERVIEWING MORE PLAYERS)

Gowir: So Sheridan a very good first day but some may excuse you of bending the rules slightly?
Sheriden: Bending the rules!! I'm quite shocked at such accusations! Anyone idiot could see we were cheating!
Gowir: Okay well at least none of you weren't taking bribes of bookmakers! HAHAHAHHEY!

(ALL PLAYERS LOOK ON SHEEPISHLY IN THEIR VESACE CLOTHES AND ROLEX WATCHES SITTING IN THEIR BENTLEYS LOOKING SO RICH LIKE THOSE DAMN DOT COM MILLIONAIRES HOW DID THEY MAKE IT? WHY AM I LEFT TO ROT IN THE CUTTER! IT WOULDN'T HURT YOU KNOW TO CLICK ON THOSE ADS I'M LIVING ON THE BREADLINE HERE!)

Buoycott: Some also may accuse you of time wasting.
Garibaldi: I'll answer this; We were just victims of freak bad luck, our shoes constantly being undone for example by the wind.
Buoycott: But you kept taking 20 mins to tie them!
Garibaldi: I had a deprived childhood my father never taught me how to tie shoe laces I was always too busy being his slave washing the dishes, cooking the pies, ironing his dresses.
Buoycatt: You have Velcro straps.

(SLIGHT PAUSE)

Ivanova: This interview is over!
Buoycott: Mind who your pushing lady!
Ivanova: You what you f****** w*****
Buoycott: How dare you call me a f sextuplet star w sextuplet star!

(IVANOVA GRABS CRICKET BALL)

(SCENE MISSING)

Galloway: Thats what I call a googly!
Ivanova: Do you want one as well?

(SCENE MISSING)

Galloway: AAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHH! Someone please call 911! Tell them I've been shot down an...ohhhhhhh (FAINTS)

Well quite an amazing first days play but how will it go on day 2? No doubt something involving nukes and B5 characters because of that General always take over making me look like a fool. He's the reason were poor I bet, him and his left wing commie anti social fox hunting green peace ways! Don't you agree masked man in the corner? Wait a second?! fogusd

BANG! BANG! BANG!

AAAAARRRGGGGGHH I've been shot, oh my whole life flashing before my eyes hmm seems to be very red and dark. Oh I really should be phoning 999 instead of typing every word of my painful death as bile and blood leaks out of my chest and soaks my charizard t-shirt, and a droplet of snot slides upon my mouse as my head hits the keyboard. EUUUUUURGGH I think I 'll just writhe around on the floor a bit now.

KERKLUMP!

Oh avenge me cough sputter avenge my death........
And remember my last words.............................
rosebud ..............................................

..............................oh no there’s a thorny rose sticking in my back. Oh last words erm remember to be nice to one another and all that crap and cancel my playb er playdays magazine subscription oh how I will miss that parrots adventures and that roundabout thing erm......er yes oh no! it's getting dark bye!

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From: General E Good, Earth Force Command

 Part 2: day of infamy 

After the first days fiasco it was obvious the Nukesters needed new team members, and an understanding of the rules. All seemed lost, until an unlikely plot twist occurred............... 

SCENE 1: TEAMS LUXURY HOTEL

SHERIDAN: We need a victory, and we expended most of our ammunition in Disney land Paris.
GARIBALDI: They were evil I say, with their big empty heads and vacant zombie stares, and all the fur, no, not the fur-NOT THE FUR 
IVANOVA: Doc would you?

(FRANKLIN grabs his medical bag, rummages around in it, then shrugs and hits GARIBALDI with it)

IVANOVA: Nice technique

(the door bell rings)

SHERIDAN: I wonder who that is?

SCENE 2: AN HOUR LATER

(B5 cast sat with the core BUFFY cast) its a recurring theme on site!

GILES: So that's why we're here
GARIBALDI: So you have visions?
CORDELIA: Yeah, but only the mind smashing ones
GARIBALDI: Okay, what am I thinking

(CORDELIA just stares at him)

SHERIDAN: So you'll join our team to hunt the evil that will appear at this match?
GILES: I see no choice, but we'll need a coach
IVANOVA: I know a guy..............

SCENE 3: A CHANGING ROOM

(ENTER DIOBOLICUS SNEERDON, A HUGE SCARRED MAN)

D.S: Alright you maggots, our enemy is waiting outside, he wants to kill, he wants to eat your guts and ask for seconds, he will MAIM you, he is a destroyer, so you must destroy him, rip off his head and laugh while doing it! Revel in the chaos of slaughter, Hell is just a word, reality is much, much worse
MANAGER: Are you sure he was the best coach for our under fives team?
D.S: Let me hear your war cry!

(a few whimpers)

SCENE 4: JOB CENTRE

IVANOVA: I thought I'd find you here
D.S: Cricket isn't what it once was, where is the blood, the passion for destruction so common to the game?
IVANOVA: You have the chance to bring it all back................

SCENE 5: SHARK TOWN CRICKET GROUND

XANDER: So you'll turn us into the next Brian Lara?
D.S: (Freezes) Do not mention that name near me!
XANDER: Huh?
D.S: Lara was my greatest triumph, I taught him the basics but his passion for the game was amazing, his blood lust unbelievable, the number he killed on the pitch of battle, he scored the most runs cause no one dare aim at the wicket, no, he is evil now, not just a psycho murderer like all cricketers should be, he is pure evil...............(dramatic pause)
WESLEY: Could this be the evil Cordelia predicted?
GILES: Whale street don't have Brian Lara............

SCENE 6: GALLOWAY'S BASEMENT

(GALLOWAY sits in his pagan circle chanting)

CLARKY: Master, what is that evil chant?
GALLOWAY: It is called ''tragedy''......
CLARKY: Ahhhhh
GALLOWAY: ........by steps

(Clarky screams)

(leave to sound of GALLOWAY ''vroom vrooming'')

SCENE 7: THE MATCH

D.S: Remember my game plan, stay together, fight to the end, and when you die it will be to sound of clapping
SHERIDAN: A man is expendable, the mission isn't
XANDER: Stuff that! Lets get it on!
D.S: To the field, strength and honour
BUFFY: You've been watching that Gladiator film too much
D.S: I have not! its been a full five minutes!

SCENE 8: COMMENTATORS BOX

BOB: So here we have the teams
AL: Yeah, here it goes

THE WHALE STREET INBREEDS

• S. LARA GALLOWAY
• I. UENDO
• R. KIPLING
• P C BUNG
• J. JAM
• F. BATES
• B.S.E OFFAL
• A. O'LGIT
• C.CHIVES
• S.BODI
• M. BATES

BOB: And for the opposition

THE NUKESTERS

• J. SHERIDAN
• S. IVANOVA
• S. FRANKLIN
• M. GARIBALDI
• B. SUMMERS
• W. ROSENBERG
• X. HARRIS
• SPIKE
• W. WYNDAM-PRYCE
• C. CHASE
• P. (why am I here?) SNYDER

BOB: And R. Giles is Umpire
AL: So as the team lines up, looks like the manager is stepping forward
D.S: We who are about to die salute you!
BOB: Well that's gotta inspire his team with confidence
AL: The home teams optimistic, three haven't even bought headstones yet

(ON PITCH)

GALLOWAY: It is during this match my acsention shall occur, be wary
CLARKY: Yes master, see me grovel
BUNG: Lard arse! Your bowling!
BOB: So Xander Harris steps up
XANDER: Okay fat boy, bring it on!

(GALLOWAY USES EVIL TO BOWL AND HITS WICKET)

BUNG: OUT!
XANDER: Hey, that was just first strike!
BUNG: OUT!
XANDER: There are many subtle levels of outness, look at Clarky!
BUNG: OUT!
XANDER: That aint in the rules!
BUNG : IT IS!
XANDER: Umpire, make up a rule or something!
GILES: I did explain the rules. twice
XANDER: Rules only exist to be broken!
BUNG: GO!

(XANDER slinks off)

BOB: Next up, Spike, who requested a very large hat for some reason

(up walks SPIKE in a Mexican hat)

SPIKE: Hurry up!

(sees GALLOWAY and collapses in agony, easy wicket)

BUFFY: What happened!
SPIKE: This chip in me 'ed, gives me grief every time I want to 'urt a bloke, and no mistake guv'nor
BUFFY: Get gone

(SPIKE walks off, whistling ''maybe its because I'm a londoner'')

SCENE 9: A BREAK

SHERIDAN: That was terrible, no-one batted over 12
IVANOVA: But next we bowl, We have some evil tricks
GILES: The rules don't say rocket launchers can be used, and there aren't any words which could be misinterpreted as rocket launchers either
SHERIDAN: NUTS!
BUFFY: We can still win..........

SCENE 10: MORE MATCH

BOB: So its bung to bat, and Willow bowling
BUNG: A girl, HA! I mock your girlie throw
WILLOW: Yeah! well I mock your.........face!

(WILLOW does small spell, and turns ball into flaming supersonic projectile, unsurprisingly BUNG is out)

XANDER: Yow, out of the park
BUFFY: He won't suffer, I'm sure the Russians will shoot him down when he breaches their airspace
GILES: Willow........
WILLOW: Show me in the rules where it says I can't harness the power of the Witches
GILES: Next!
BOB: Up steps Kipling, and Buffy to bowl
KIPLING: Bring it on babe, you slaaag!!

(BUFFY bowls, KIPLING whines and limps off doubled over)

GILES: He'll never be quite the man he was
BUFFY: Well I'm sure he rarely used that arm on a daily basis
GILES: Next!

(the game goes on at a steady pace, hospital waiting list continues)

SCENE 11: THE PAVILION

CLARKY: It is nearly time, your up next
GALLOWAY: And my ascension is at hand
CLARKY: What do you do?
GALLOWAY: All I have to do is eat the sacred food, then I will be ready
CLARKY: What is it?
GALLOWAY: Well originally I liked the look of the demon MothRA, but I had to eat live Moths, evil ones too. So instead I chose to eat Ice cream, I will become the embodiment of all man fears...
CLARKY: What! you mean no pink taffeta knickers to wear!
GALLOWAY: Amongst other things, yes. The book states that upon seeing this demon, the world shall gaze up and........
CLARKY: And what?
GALLOWAY: I dunno, that page was missing, along with the picture, never mind, the name fills me with dread, I shall become the feared mystrwhpee

SCENE 11: BACK ON FIELD

GILES: Well don't do it again!

(SHERIDAN tows away artillery piece)

IVANOVA: We knew the casualties would be high
D.S: The price of victory is never cheap
GILES: Last man to bat!

(up waddles GALLOWAY, ice cream dribbling down his dozen chins)

BOB: And to bowl, Xander Harris
XANDER: My name is Alexander LaVelle Harris, son to an annoying family, student to unwilling teachers, and I shall have my revenge, in this----
ALL: GET ON WITH IT!

(D.S: KEEP GOING!)
(XANDER takes a run up, throws, and hits GALLOWAYS wicket)

XANDER: Oh, oh, I got you now, where's that ugly smile, who's an incompetent blob, huh, who's the incompetant blob!

GALLOWAY ASCENDS

WESLEY: Its the prophesied evil!
WILLOW: What's he becoming?
BUFFY: It looks like----
GILES: This looks extraordinarily bad
BUFFY: Its a...............Giant ice cream Cornett
XANDER: Hey, no fair, I didn't morph into a giant dairy product on your turn!
WESLEY: The prophecy never mentioned that bit
CORDELIA: Not my fault!
WESLEY: I believe its called mystrwhpee
BUFFY: Mystrwhpee? as in MR WHIPPEY
WILLOW: For some reason a demon loses a lot of fear value if its called Mister
XANDER: Even Mr Apocalypse?
WILLOW: Errrr, yep
CLARKY: Excuse me, back on topic, the big Ice cream wishes to speak.........
GALLOWAY: Oh bollocks
CLARKY: See his wisdom! his command of....hey!
GALLOWAY: All I wanted was to get noticed!
BUFFY: Well, high marks on that one
GALLOWAY: I WILL BE FEARED!
BUFFY: We need a plan
GILES: Sorry, I'm disturbed beyond the capacity for rational thought
WESLEY: Eat it?
CORDELIA: Eat that! eeewwwww
BUFFY: I may have a plan...........

SCENE 12: APOTHESIS

XANDER: I'd just like to say this is a crazy plan
GILES: We are trying to defeat a sixty foot tall talking ice cream Cornett who was possessed by the evil demons who granted Brian Lara his unearthly cricket skills, nothing makes sense, I'm going to find a special home
BUFFY: This will work.............

ELSEWHERE

CLARKY: Go on, just a nibble
GALLOWAY: Get off me! you little creep!
CLARKY: But its the finest ice cream ever!, well except for that aftertaste of turnip

(BUFFY appears holding something)

BUFFY: Hey, Latte boy, recognize this? (holds up a steps album and breaks it)
GALLOWAY: NOOOOOOOOO!
BUFFY: And this, their latest song
CLARKY: What is it?
BUFFY: Unintelligible

(GALLOWAY yells)

BUFFY: Come and get it! (and she runs away)

(GALLOWAY moves, unfortunately he plummets over, being a Cornett and all, splattering all over, although mainly on Xander)

XANDER: Urrghhh, man I feel so funky!
WILLOW: There are some strange vegetable smells I never even knew existed
CORDELIA: EEEWWWWWW!!!!!!

(from beneath the mess, CLARKY stands, piggy eyes glowing red)

CLARKY: I will kill you all!!!!!!!!
SHERIDAN: End this

(IVANOVA lifts big axe, runs over, it ends)

EPILOGUE

BUFFY: Well we defeated the, well not evil, but he was kinda naughty
WILLOW: In a smelly uncooked vegetable way
XANDER: Lets go home
BUFFY: Sure thing....LaVelle?

THE END

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Well so ends another chapter, taking a matter of hours, not months hey sicko!!!! As for his ultimate fate, who knows......or dares to rejoice just yet

QUOTE TIME: --Where is he! Where's the creep who turned me into his Spider eating man-bitch!? Dammit! You know what, I'm sick of this crap! I'm sick of being the guy who eats insects and gets the funny syphilis! As of this moment, its over. I'm finished being every bodies butt-monkey! WORDS OF WISDOM FROM XANDER THERE

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