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He’s got an alibi though: he was at Flavortown at the time of the murder.
He got the idea for a killer salad dressing at that time.
Jesus dressing??
He was def one of the ones who didn’t stab at the end
Et tu, flavor town?
He lost some weight before the invention of the time machine. Good for him.
That face is like, “Yo wtf, you told me there was going to be a party.”
