So I look over at little
Omax and he's staring Tristan down with this freaky arse clenched look- like his face is about to explode. I'm
talkin' like beet red with his eyes nearly popping out. So I ask him what on earth he is doing and he says to me, "I'm blowing up Tristan with my mind, mom!"
Anywho, you may want to steer clear of Omax. And his mind bullets.
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