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i didn't think it possible, but i think we've finally found male "talent" more irritating and idiotic than lockwood.



On a lonely night with a bright full moon - Donny Long came out of his cave, grunted at the strange light shining down on him and wondered what it would be like to have opposable thumbs.

Oh, to have the gift of prehensility... What could he do! Who could he be!

But alas! He suddenly started at the sight of his own shadow and became so afraid that he ran away, stricken by panic, and fell off a ledge...

Rest In Pieces, Donny!

Oogaaahhh, oogaaahhh...