It is 10:45 at night. I am lying awake. I have insomnia. Not really.
My fellow cellar dweller (Ron) is sleeping, and snoring to beat the band.
but it's not just snoring; he speaks, too.
Literally, he just said, "No, you cannot. so there. Make the gxxxxxn egg!"
xDee (egg? really?)
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