we met on the aaran islands and she came home to callan with me-pacshal
and the crew did not really like her when they saw her but i was growing
fond-she was actually called william and she lived in my arm on my
bicept muscle-she had a little head, and 8 little legs, a a big sucker
and a big fat ass full of my blood-but alas after swooning about with
magnifing glasses we had to get her drunk on snapps and pull her out
with twezzers-i let her go in the yard so she can find a better host
than me to live off-and here i am alone and smiling again. good bye
william the tick-
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