MWAHAHAHAHAHA! We have them.
This is a very brief, and hopefully offensive, message to anybody who has been following this adventures of spunky young Timmy and his cretinous brother. They have not found their frog. In fact, we have captured them, and they are in our deepest, darkest, grimiest, filthiest, smelliest, most horrible dungeon, and we are going to treat them absolutely appallingly, for a very, very long time, and we are going to continue with our nefarious, dastardly and FABULOUSLY deranged plans for Clyde the frog, and in the meantime we hope everybody who has been reading about their exploits - if, in fact, anyone has been, because we can’t imagine why anyone would find them remotely interesting - has their Christmas ruined by a combination of dry rot, mouldy vegetables, unexpected secretions and more oozing gunk than they can take.
SO THERE.
Mwahahahahaha!
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