Ampada was a mummy.
She was a mummy.
A mummy.
Mummy mummy mummy mummy.
I’m not talking, “Look mummy I can call you that because I’m your spawn and therefore have a right to call you mummy since that’s what you are.” I’m talking, “Look, I’ve been dead for hundreds and/or thousands of years and I’m crusty and all bandaged and I fall apart if I haven’t killed anyone lately.”
WHAT IS WITH MY TASTE IN WOMEN?
She tried to kill me. Twice. That’s more times than Praying Mantis Lady tried to kill me.
Oh well. At least I saved Willow and/or that guy I saw run down from upstairs as I was looking for Mummy Dearest. At least she’d have killed him before she killed me.
Excuse me. I have to go and mope now.
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