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| Drag Queens, insane professional wrestlers who want to kill me, and now a cyberstalker named Hank. This is all YOUR fault! | |
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| How is it my fault. I am an icon of tolerance and patience, a symbol of innocent wrestling fandom. | |
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| Not true. You are a puppet for the Buttonman, one of the most prolific troublemakers in all of professional wrestling. | |
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| Dude, you just said "prolific." | |
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| See what I mean? It's Buttonman! He's typing dialog and making me seem smarter than I am. I can't TAKE IT! He is a fiend, I tell ya! | |
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| Man, you should chill. They make a pill for that, you know. | |
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