uncle speedwagon, my alternate great grandpa said he's going to beat me to death for eating his cheesy bagels and it's really getting me down
There was so much going on in just that one sentence it nearly gave Robert an aneurysm.
“Your what said he’s going to… what?” His bushy eyebrows were furrowed in visible, almost tangible, confusion.
“Jojo… what kind of trouble did you just get into this time?” And why –save for the ‘alternate great grandpa’ bit– was he not as surprised as he should have been.
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