So Clark is finally free. Free, but alone and with nowhere to call home. *pets woobie Clark* I'm glad he left notes for his family, and I'm very glad he told that bastard Whitney to go to hell. *gives Whitney the evil eye* Now, if Clark could just find someone willing to pay him for his singing talent -- maybe a swinging band with a really sexy clarinet player.... *crosses fingers*
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3/4/08 08:21 pm (UTC)