Belvedere Jehosophat - Friday, 29 July 2005 - 02:56:42 - print it raw
"Hand cannons in the shoebox? Razor blades in the soap? Who would put that there? Father? No, he only wants the best for me. Mother? Well, no, she only wants the best for me too, and, sure, there is a small history of sexual abuse but it really wasn't that bad and it was kind of fun while it lasted. The personalities? One. Two. Three. Nope, all present and accounted for. None of them would have been capable of this, and the doctor did promise that there would be no more of them. The doctor? No, he swore that oath of his so I doubt he did it."
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