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A wicked grin spreads across your muzzle. Frankly, you are sick of always being the good one in any group, and you see fit to take out any frustration on the maid. You drop down on all fours and with a snarl approach her. She seeks cover, in vain. Finally, just before you can lunge at her ever-so-delicate throat, she cries, "Stereolab is playing down the street! Would you really rather massacre me than rock out with Stereolab?"
This catches you thoroughly off guard. "Really?" you growl, and she nods with great enthusiasm. Forgetting your bloodlust, you collect what remains of your wardrobe and bolt out the nearest exit, overjoyed at last to see the critically acclaimed French band in concert.
Written by Joey Liverwurst