I’m at a party and there’s a lot of candles and fairy lights- I wondered why they are called that.
“I’m tired.”
“Shh, I’m trying to break the glass.”
“What do they need us for? They’ve already caught the fire spirits and put them in wax.”
“Thats it! Swing toward the candles!”
“Okay…why?”
“The heat!”
Smash!
“Come on, we’re busting out of the slave lighting industry.”
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