I'm reading a litte something called "Damned", and not only did it compel me to adopt Babette into my ever-growing brood of dead children, or wring out some good ol' tears over the bittersweet snarky narrative of a dead adolescent, but it also got better in the best possible way.
Hitler apppeared in it.
And socking him in the eye with a diamond ring and ripping his moustache clean-- messily, really-- off becomes the catalyst for little Maddy Spencer to embark on the biggest power trip I have ever witnessed.
Wow, she is OP.
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