a pitiful lament, frankly

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da boss Will Schuester rapped merrily as he sauntered along the M11, cars whizzing by him, so close they could've shaved his handlebar moustache off (if he had one). While the Schuester was caught up in loving dreams of his facial-hair-to-be, Neville trudged along behind. "O, ik wou dat ik mijn Nagini hier bij me had. O, wat zou ik graag willen." He loudly lamented. Out of the literal blue, a truck pulled up, its back piled high with cages. In one of them, Neville knew, was Nagini.


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