Something on the floor?
Begin countdown.
Five seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Twenty-three seconds.
Twenty-five seconds.
Thirty seconds.
The magic has apparently worn off, and now Spanky’s allowed to lay in the box lid.
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An acidic and hostile place: since 1999
Something on the floor?
Begin countdown.
Five seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Twenty-three seconds.
Twenty-five seconds.
Thirty seconds.
The magic has apparently worn off, and now Spanky’s allowed to lay in the box lid.