The Blind Leading the Blind

He just had to watch them sneak away foaming spit fizzing between his yellow teeth with the promise of revenge. He grabbed the small Scottish blade from his long socks and spoke into it. Within a flash, Mimi arrived in her trademark woodlouse car. That's so he doesn't have any people. They are not going to sue you if you say a beetle. And this is so bond, isn't it now? Yeah. I resigned this podcast right now.