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# They don't call me Pengwin McCoy for nothin'..somethin' was up..
(, Mon 3 Mar 2008, 0:26, archived)
# yeah...cool stuff!...
(, Mon 3 Mar 2008, 0:34, archived)
# "WHAT THE FUCK, MARTHA!" he says, gripping the cocktail glass.
He hears it crack as she opens her beak, ready to say something - but she stopps herself.
He continues. "How many times do I need to tell you to leave me alone? The kids do not want to see you. We are finished, alright? The police searching our basement was the straw that broke the camel's back. You told me, you PROMISED me that you didn't kill that boy."
(, Mon 3 Mar 2008, 0:35, archived)
# MAAAAAAAARTHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
(, Mon 3 Mar 2008, 1:12, archived)
# The burly eagle strides over to the scene
Is something the matter? he says.
No. I was just leaving, replies Martha, stepping past the bouncer toward the door, and disappearing into the night.
A scream is heard.
(, Mon 3 Mar 2008, 1:40, archived)
# How did I miss her so much ?
(, Mon 3 Mar 2008, 1:45, archived)