the head of Ilya Kovalchuk on the living room floor. My best guess is that poor Ilya was chucked from the office into the living room after Mister checked some score, line or what have you that didn't sit well with him.
What's not sitting well with me right now is Mister.
The amount of snoring that woke me up and kept me up this morning lets me know that Ilya's untimely death probably involved a whole lot of this
I am assuming that Mister's head is going to be feeling awful lot like's Ilyas this morning.
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Haha, poor Ilya (and you) :)
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