I hate.... Wait a secYou aren't even a robot
Paper manifold!
Whats with your back, man?I mean, yeah your imposing
But damn man, that's gross
Miss Irene AdlerTo Sherlock she was always
The only woman
Kitty has new toyChristmas was good to kitty
Feed her when she wants
Theres blood on the iceand the mustache is enraged
One less hockey mans
In brightest day, inBlackest night, No evil shall
escape my sight. Bitch.
I was made for thisFor this destiny, this war.
It will end with me.
Do you see that thing?Beautiful, but I'm worried.
It just might end us.
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