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He was gonna, but he blew it off.
After sniffing paint and smoking.
I mean that’s pretty essential behavior when getting in the right mindset to commit multiple home invasions, murder & defiling corpses ammirite 🤷♂️
He huffed, he puffed, and he blew it off. What the police call a 310.
"I, Libertine? Naked Came the Stranger? Atlanta Nights? I've read them all."
I’ll bet he read both Architectural Digest and Julia Child’s cookbook before chasing after those lil pigs.
Every so often I go out looking for the text of I, LIBERTINE. So far the closest I've found was an audiobook reading that was so arch and coy I had to hang it up.
Pretending to be bored & uninterested is how he tricks his meat 😏
