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_{[ He is glaring at you she-sir. Glaring, do you hear? Those baby blue are narrow and flashing daggers.

And despite all sanity, he's suddenly grabbing your ears and tugging them sharply, like he's trying to steer a dog or a horse or something. ]}

Put me down or so help me I will endeavor to see your wife torture you for the rest of your life.

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