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You failed to take your Drone Control Command Kit as you hurried off at dawn for work this early morn. Unmindful, I mistook it for a fancy Xbox game contraption, so commenced a match of Shock and Awe to while away the time and with the joystick, hot and pulsing, quickly opened fire at some evil bad-guy villains lurking down below (nearby, a bus with random kids confused, in fear and hiding). Left quite a bit of childish crimson carnage flowing on congested streets inside a city storming somewhere… thank goodness, very far away from here. Please forgive me, for I think it was your very last remaining smart-precision missile… yes, that pretty one you’d kept so long, and meant to use some day to sanctify a humble wedding-day reception… but as you know I've always had a hang for children's senseless macho playthings.
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Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 9:20 AM UTC
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You failed to take your Drone Control Command Kit as you hurried off at dawn for work this early morn. Unmindful, I mistook it for a fancy Xbox game contraption, so commenced a match of Shock and Awe to while away the time and with the joystick, hot and pulsing, quickly opened fire at some evil bad-guy villains lurking down below (nearby, a bus with random kids confused, in fear and hiding). Left quite a bit of childish crimson carnage flowing on congested streets inside a city storming somewhere… thank goodness, very far away from here. Please forgive me, for I think it was your very last remaining smart-precision missile… yes, that pretty one you’d kept so long, and meant to use some day to sanctify a humble wedding-day reception… but as you know I've always had a hang for children's senseless macho playthings.
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Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 9:20 AM UTC
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