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Oh, look. It’s Tuesday. It’s been a trying morning. Podrick is triggering Shawshank. The meatball is all gas, no brakes. He’s been wired since around 5am, determined to get into the closets and tear things off the bedroom wall. Shawshank locked him out of the bedroom. Sometime before 7am, he jumped off the shelf over…

Scene: game shop, near the Warhammer games/figures/painting kits Him: oooh, look, wanna paint the game figures? Me: you do NOT want me getting into another hobby like that. Him: maybe just one figure? Me: yeah, just like it was going to be “just one” custom My Little Pony, and then I built a business out…