Raiding His Own Tusken Birthday
Tony, my esteemed brother, is ruining his birthday. I will admit that my gift idea was not wholly original. But it is multi-teared, like a wedding cake, and Tony just knocked out the columns. Now the bride is drunk and belligerent, and nobody knows where the flower girl ran off to. Thanks a lot, poo head.
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