Mr. Torgue: "So it's like, wait, am I the bad guy? Or were the so called bad guys not as bad as I thought? Moral ambiguity. Taste the inner Nietzschean confliflict motherf*cker! (The abyss gazes into you).
Sir, Lady B___ do insist on new drapes be fitted in her chamber, to prevent spying eyes from seeing her in a state of undress. I enlist maid Lina to help prove that no part of a naked body is visible through the drapes. This scientific experimentation do
