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[H Dean]

Oh, ye, Moptop! Ridicule the anger seething from within the belly of the beast will you? Shall I turn my bisquits upon your worthless soul? I've yet to reveal the depths to which I am capable of sinking.

Be warned, Moptop, my eyes are on you. They are squinting, like a young Sean Connery might if he were the incarnation of evil.

You are warned!

[moptop]

Oh, ye, Moptop! Ridicule the anger seething from within the belly of the beast will you? Shall I turn my bisquits upon your worthless soul? I've yet to reveal the depths to which I am capable of sinking.

Be warned, Moptop, my eyes are on you. They are squinting, like a young Sean Connery might if he were the incarnation of evil.

You are warned!

Do you cook your goose twice, sirrah? Or only your cookies? My soul is glorious and smarts not at your sneers. However, it is pretty certain it doesn't want to go anywhere near your unrevealed depths. I tried to encourage it, but it made little squeaking noises and twitched its nose and whiskers.

Your eyes may be on me; but my cat's eyes are on the unicorn. My, just look at the pointy-ness!

Protect your tender wobbly bits, Mr Dean! Unicorns like only clean and perfect souls...