the email with cries for help moving didn’t say anything about 3,5 floors of this
going 10 times up & down is like helping someone move up to the 35th floor, right?
Category: nothing
stuff siggimus isn’t bothered to call anything else
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head-puller
instrument of torture, or bringer of sweet relief? -
sunrise
some might think that siggimus spends half his time out on the balcony watching the sun bobbing across the sky
siggimus can comfort those. the sun only bobs around for 4-5 hours each day this time of year, so that’s a lot of time for watching other things bob
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effing eff that effing effer
nothing like fucken running like fucken crazy (several fucken kilometres, at fucken least!) only to have the fucken busdriver almost fucken run you over in his fucken escape fucken attempt
starting to think numbscullery is a prerequisite for the fucken job -
tell me
in your own words
