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To hell with the fancy picture of the Divine sycophant city I painted (although I was serious about their plans for Serenity II). TED's place is where it's at! Yeah, putting you up with Joan was a bit harsh, but who can argue with the sheer bliss of beating the crap out of those rusty oil barrels out there behind the shed for Arti under a full moonshine, especially with the sweet smell of deep fried possum livers and assorted slow simmering BBQued critters waiting for everyone afterwards. TED can get a little out there at times, but he's not the bongo or munmut I've heard whispered about him behind his back. His heart's in the right place. I've never been in the TRAC Center, but I hear the tailgate parties are the best!
Modified by lakeshore at Thu, Aug 25, 2016, 17:59:40
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