Thread:TheMaximumMatt/@comment-30953185-20180719180808/@comment-31647719-20180728034025

(Wretched then walks over to one of the lunch tables where some kids are sitting, and pushes them out of the way.)

''Wretched: (smiling sinisterly) This, is my table. If I find anyone of you sitting here, you're all dead! You got that?!''

(They all quickly nodded their heads in agreement, and scurried off from the table.)

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Lincoln: Again, who are we supposed to root for?

Lisa: This is like a reverse Godsisters. Except most of the stuff Lincoln does here is worse than the stuff we did to him on that story.