"Yeah, you can keep looking at my arse as I walk away. It's having a spectacular day today."
or click here"Where's my migrey bat? Hmm? Where is he? I left him here in this box, and he's not there now. Ohhhh. He's metamorphosized! Yay! Oi, what's he changed into? That's disgusting. Clean it up, and flush it away. Ew. Nasty."
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As far as I can tell from my research, there is no such thing as a "migrey" bat. If anyone has any more information that might explain this one, please share.
Karen's notes: STM kept to himself again last night, forcing me to dip into the nest-egg. I suppose he's sulking that there's no one there to listen to him in real time. Oh well, it's just one more night without me. And then, he'd better make it up to me!