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The Jackson is smiling on the ouside, but inside he is a seething cauldron of negative emotion...
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| Doom. Gloom Sadness. Dispair | |
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| What seems to be the problem, my young Padawan Wrestling Personality? You are feigning happiness and yet inside you are shedding tears. | |
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| Well... I am not The "Team Playa" any more. My "Tweety Bird" has flown the coop. I like being "The Lil Shooter," but they won't let me join The Hellfire Club. Even Fabian was in The Hellfire Club! | |
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| That does seem like a dilemma, young grappler. I think, though, that your problem has a solution. | |
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| Really? Tell me, tell me, tell me! | |
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| Kill 'em all. Let GOD sort them out. | |
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