OH SWEET CIRCE. MOSES ALEXANDER DODDERIDGE, I DO NOT CARE WHAT PERILOUS ADVENTURE YOU ARE UNDOUBTEDLY ENGAGED IN RIGHT NOW. I NEED TO TALK TO YOU AND I NEED YOU TO NOT DIE WHILE I DISTRACT YOU. YOU SHOULD SIT DOWN, BY THE WAY. EVEN IF IT'S ON SOME SANDY FLOOR OF A TOMB.
AND TO EVERYONE ELSE: YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO PESTER ME ABOUT THIS ~SECRET BUSINESS~ UNTIL I'VE SPOKEN TO MY HUSBAND, WHICH I STILL GET A KICK OUT OF SAYING OR WRITING. MY HUSBAND. IT'S MARVELOUS.
AND TO EVERYONE ELSE: YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO PESTER ME ABOUT THIS ~SECRET BUSINESS~ UNTIL I'VE SPOKEN TO MY HUSBAND, WHICH I STILL GET A KICK OUT OF SAYING OR WRITING. MY HUSBAND. IT'S MARVELOUS.
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