re-voice testing

[brutalcartography]

Your negligence is a hindrance to my job. Two months have past since your initial 'hiatus' from this world. Do you realize what that translates out to? 60 days. 1440 hours!

You are the one in charge. Do something.

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[crackpotcrocker]

1440 hours!? It's bothersome enough when so called muns, leave you alone for less then that.

^{Sometimes you have to wonder if they're going to abandon you...}

[brutalcartography]

Fourteen-hundred hours and counting. [Just so he can drill that a little deeper like a preacher giving a sermon...if Freddy were pulling the levers in your dreamworld.]

Now why would they do that?

[crackpotcrocker]

Yes, I heard you.

Isn't that how people are? Just kicking you around like a dog.

[squeak_squeaker]

Ohh... I love your hairs! [Kronk would've liked his own hair to do that. That'd really be a great look!]

What kinda shampoo do you use, buddy?

[brutalcartography]

That's private. None of your concern.

[squeak_squeaker]

Ohh. [Sad Kronk, then.]

[gnomeman]

I think someone has too much time on their hands. Relax and do some push ups!

[brutalcartography]

And that is the problem! I should not be left with so much time on my hands only to wither away.

[undeadpan]

You should be thanking her. She murdered your time for you; saved you a lot of trouble.