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in the imortal words of bowie, "she's an old-time ambassador, of sweet walkin, night talking games, and she's known in the darkest clubs, for pushing ahead of the dames, if she says she can do it, then she can do it, she don't make false claims"

fear er, friends, for joining a battle of wits with her while only half prepared will leave you beaten and bruised. with a lovely, itchy block finger, she doles out her chat love and hate with an iron fist. fear er, friends.

er, you are my queen bitch. i bow before your majesty.