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section7mfu“I hate it when the weather gets hot,” Napoleon moaned, wiping his brow.
“I thought you liked summer,” Illya replied. “Especially as it means more female flesh on show.”
“I’m not complaining about that,” Solo said, wistfully. “I just worry what they will do?”
“They? Who are you talking about?”
“You know,” Napoleon whispered. “The ones on the other side of the screen who like to torment us. I just know they’ll have mentally dressed us in skimpy swimwear.”
“They will now you’ve said that,” Illya chided.
He looked around, wondering what they would have in store over the summer.
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“I thought you liked summer,” Illya replied. “Especially as it means more female flesh on show.”
“I’m not complaining about that,” Solo said, wistfully. “I just worry what they will do?”
“They? Who are you talking about?”
“You know,” Napoleon whispered. “The ones on the other side of the screen who like to torment us. I just know they’ll have mentally dressed us in skimpy swimwear.”
“They will now you’ve said that,” Illya chided.
He looked around, wondering what they would have in store over the summer.
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Date: 2017-06-23 07:09 am (UTC)