well kids.
the bastard regrets to inform you that this was a mullet free show.
we were encased in a box, with no view of the floor
so unless someone with a mullet came into the room, nothing was seen.
so your just gonna have to deal with that shit.
now tha I am past all checkpoints.
I'm getting breakfast and thinking about getting home and it makes me think of a certain Simon and garfunkel song.
—the bastard
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