as the night reach its height, and the sandstorm daruded "gently", a sad lonely ooze oozes on the roof feeling bad not because he couldn't pay for a room on the saloon he now seeks shelter atop, proving how he wasn't the brightest, but feeling bad because a randy looked at his oozingness with anger. Truly, a terrible fate for the black ooze that oozing oozes on the darudest of nights...
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