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You mean they should've forecasted it?

• b112 1y ago
  A quietness descends upon the forest. Crickets cease. Birds stop their song. Even the very leaves stop rustling in the wind. In the eerie silence, a small bespeckled man approaches you, smiles and hands you a trophy. You look upon the plaque. It reads "You Bastard"
  • Neywiny 1y ago
    Just an easy joke, bud
    • b112 1y ago
      No worries, the "You bastard" was affectionately given, with mirth.