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Leela: The Brat's Curse would open with…
My horns burn with shame as I crouch to the floor. This disgusting white filth clings to my back and buttocks, cooling and tightening my skin, reminding me of how pointless this all is. WHAT are you staring at, you scum?! Can't you see HOW I'm suffocating without IT?!
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