"Hey, what year is this?" asks the Silver Werewolf. "Painting in my underwear, drinking Black Label."
"Nice kinda-sorta haiku," says Justine the Revenant, referring to the werewolf's five-seven-five poetic form.
"What's a haiku?" howls the wolf.
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