[color=007236][H1][Center]Grok[/Center][/H1][/color]

Grok has spent his day of waiting in front of the television, his borrowed suit already stained with coke as he eats a large bowl of scrambled eggs. [color=007236]"I do not understand, why does the Jerry not kill the Tom? Perhaps he is immortal! Truly a fearsome foe."[/color] He comments in his expert opinion, lifting the wooden spoon up to his waiting mouth as the others prepare.

When Jill comes out, Grok looks at her suspiciously, his eyes scanning her up and down. [color=007236]"Why does the Jill not take on this appearanceduring interviews? Perhaps not upsetting all spawn who see you would help. Grok too was told not to scare the young.[/color] He helpfully blurts out, before yanking another bottle cap from a coke. It appeared over the past years that a near indestructible body could fight the evils of high fructose corn syrup, and the fizzy drink represented much of his diet.

So, with a coke in one hand and a mixing bowl of eggs in the other, he looks back and forth between his bony roommates. [color=007236]"And the Jill cannot be a Sorcerer, she does not wear a hat. All Sorcerers wear hats."[/color]

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