Doubt The Rabbit
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Get away from me, you bunch of disgusting leeches. Here I am, reaching out in hopes that life here wouldn't be so miserable, and all you do is take. But when the **** hits the fan, all fingers are pointed at me and all that putrid ugliness you harbor inside spews out of your faces like vomit. You're disgusting. Horrid. You're all ugly little louts. The second I get a chance to leave, I will. I've already gone above and beyond for you little parasites. You want to repay me with being ugly? Well guess what - I'm uglier. You're about to find out just how much.
On a side note - Why the hell is there polka music playing outside? (wary)
On a side note - Why the hell is there polka music playing outside? (wary)