Dark as a Dungeon

The Gospel According to Willard (Chapter 6)

We were locked in closets and closely guarded until the time of our trial when our lawyer demonstrated his incompetence. Luckily we had our tin horn friend and lots of bene chips, so we were freed. The end. (Let the break dancing begin!)



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