"YOU'RE GOOD FOR NOTHING, YOU PATHETIC FOSSIL! YOU CAN STAY DOWN THERE AND ROT FOR ALL I CARE, YOU STUPID OLD RELIC!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs as she slammed the living-room door with an almighty crash.
"That can't be good for the paintwork," Will said distantly.
-Tunnels, Roderick Gordon & Brian Williams
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