Sorry for the long wait; I hope people will still read it since it's been so long.
DeviantID4

A Comedian Fanfiction Part 3The Comedian lit himself a cigar and stood on Christine's back porch, smoking and not thinking about anything he thought was important. He was staring at the blood stain on the alley pavement blowing smoke rings into the air above his head. He heard Christine's sobs fade away, and he wondered if she had cried herself to sleep on the kitchen floor. The thought of her waking up on the floor the next morning made him chuckle, but he knew how it felt to wake up on the floor, the muscle cramps that last all day and the bruising. Something like pity made him put out his cigar and go back into the kitchenA Comedian Fanfiction Part 3
I wanted to thank you so much for
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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"No, you want you to find this, because the finding of this finds you incapacitorially finding and/or locating in your discovery the detecting of a way to save your donny belle, ol' whats-her-face, savvy?"
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"No, you want you to find this, because the finding of this finds you incapacitorially finding and/or locating in your discovery the detecting of a way to save your donny belle, ol' whats-her-face, savvy?"
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"No, you want you to find this, because the finding of this finds you incapacitorially finding and/or locating in your discovery the detecting of a way to save your donny belle, ol' whats-her-face, savvy?"
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"In Soviet Canada,maple syrups you,eh?"
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"No, you want you to find this, because the finding of this finds you incapacitorially finding and/or locating in your discovery the detecting of a way to save your donny belle, ol' whats-her-face, savvy?"
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Always question authority, always.
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Always question authority, always.
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