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Adamalski and Walshio have a progress report during a night out at a local ale-house.
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| You sloped off with that bit of ass. You betrayed the essence of....hey, there's guinness on that table! | |
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| Yo, evil me, we're going to strangle that over-sexed bastard | |
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There is a temporary blackout as the move is made!
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| Sex! I mean, whoa, NEGATOR! Kung fu must be implemented! | |
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