"It's a fine mess you've gotten us into this time around," I barked as we pushed the car to the side of the road. I was convinced the radiator was busted and I hated how he

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"It's a fine mess you've gotten us into this time around," I barked as we pushed the car to the side of the road. I was convinced the radiator was busted and I hated how he played the harmonica - he really slobbered all over the thing, it was just disgusting, and sure he sounded good but it was torture to watch. To escape the sight, I immediately put my dark sunglasses on and turned my head, walking quickly from the room. It was almost too much to bear, almost too much to consider but I eventually decided to go with the walrus. After all, if you had your back up against the wall and you either had a walrus or a penguin on your side of the card table. Just pay attention to the cards in your hand and your bet and nevermind what's going on in the kitchen, mate. Everyone was tense. The room started spinning and I could see a faint green glow from the corners - the angles were unnatural. I knew the Hounds of Tindalos would soon come for me and so I write this letter, in the hope that whoever comes after shall know the reasons for my disappearance...