I've always maintained it's the same for all you termites in Heywood. Born here, live her, die here.

Oh V, V... got no sense of reverence... Expect if you found the goddamn Holy Grail, you'd fill it with caramel and Pop-Turds.

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Weasels salute the wolves

He quenches his thirst at the watering hole. While waiting for your arrival, he takes shelter in the shade of the cherry blossoms. The fox is cautious. It shall emerge when it is sure that the water was not poisoned.

V: Used to be a media, didn't you?
Regina: Not hard to guess, but I'll give you a point for perceptiveness.