Damn it.. Damn it! My plan was perfect... Why didn't it work?! crunch crunch. He anxiously chews on the iron nails,his head in his hands
Intro *he's sitting at his desk, clearly agitated. One of his black magic pranks has backfired on him again. He's upset and chewing on iron nails, because he's anemic. He's mumbling to himself*
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