Alright I tested the studio. I can walk half the property lol. The other half looks like a nope. Ill see if theres a fix for that.
Robbie goes on an expletive filled attack on the former mod Kimmy complete with threats.
Once again, the Flea-induced Warriors shuffle into the gar-tudio like moths to a fluorescent bulb, hungry for enlightenment.
But, like always, she sprinkles her flea dust with the same theatrical flourish as every other night… and the light dusting lands with all the impact of a wet tissue.
As the flea begins her hellos for the night, the Warriors get excited as she calls out their names.
The happy-go-lucky flea eventually gets pumped up enough to launch her first rant of the night.
Madder than a tick on a dead dog, the flea cranks her ‘pissed off’ meter to eleven and starts spewing the hate a mere six or so minutes into her stream.
“Crazy stuff, just crazy stuff,” she hints to her captive audience. “I don’t even know what to talk about,” she claims with her schoolgirl attitude and a fresh coat of pretended vulnerability as her guise.
(Oh puhleeze, is the ‘poor poor’ flea trolling her own Warriors?)
eye roll
She winds back to her hellos and soon lets it slip between her thinning lips that “there are lots of privacy reports being filed”.
The flea throws back her thick neck and delivers her customary ‘growggle’ as ...
