I snarled while applying my most powerful Orgasmic Touch.
"Ohhhhh," Burnside moaned. "I didn't do nothin' honey, I been here distractin' you."
"What did THEY do then?" I demanded, keeping on the pressure. "Why can't I scry outside the forest?"
"Ahhhhh," Burnside gasped. "I don't rightly know. It was them crazy religious rabbits at Bunkirk ... uhhhhh Fuma ... we convinced 'em you was practicin' witchcraft an' they come up with their own way to contain you."
"We??" I snapped. "Who's 'we?' Who else was with you?"
But Burnside had passed out and was snoring blissfully on the porch pavement.
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