An ex-offshore Tigeress, home from the North Sea, wandering onshore and wondering "just what can I make with the 50km of very fancy string I have in the house...!"
76! you beat me, bitch. And remember no dancing on my grave or I will haunt you and make your hundreds of cats (who will be living with you in a mansion on top of a desolate hill) tail hairs stand on end
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