Grunts. Time for a beer.

Today's mood is violence, seasoned with bloodlust and respiratory issues.

Time to bring the new year in with beer, food, and not nearly enough murder.

Grunts in happy new year.

Time to do some tinkering with his hogdrogen tanks. Breathing has been more of a challenge than usual lately.

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Agh. His hook is all bloody again. Time to give it a clean.

It's been a few days without any bloodshed. That ought to change.

Grunts. It's not a seductive Sunday without a little blood.

Sleepy Hog.

Aaand tonight is an Iron Maiden kind of night. Disturb at your own risk.

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Grunts. He got his favourite knife all bloody again.

Mercenary work is stressful. Thankfully, cracking skulls and taking names whilst listening to AC/DC is proven to have therapeutic properties. Nothing like a few classics.

His back aches and his lungs are hurting. Every breath is a forced wheeze. Just another day, then.