Let's get one thing straight. I'm a telepath. And not one of those wishy-washy Star Trek ones. There’s no good in me and I don’t think there ever was. I’d never rent myself out as a counselor. I have no objection to rooting around in the minds of my so-called friends to see who got laid and who didn’t. And who’s lying about it. No, humans who can’t speak without their mouths? They’re just here to amuse me. Pity they’re not funny most of the time, but then again, fun is where you find it, like my mom always used to say. Yes, I had a mom.
This story is just REALLY offensive. Schu-baby...
Omake This is not the end! We're still mucking with the titles for the other parts is all. Please excuse us.
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