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Ford’s mouth ran dry as he worked, his body was humming, and it seemed the juice was working—maybe F was good for something after all. Ford had to get the chemical makeup of that drink; it was doing wonders for his- oh. Oh no.
His thoughts began to change as walls of inspiration came down, revealing unholy things that he buried deep, deep within his subconscious.
What did Fiddleford put in that damned drink?
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Ford made a mistake and Bill makes it ten times worse just by existing in the same space as him.