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| Oh shit I'm in for it now. These tired legs ain't good enough for killing anymore. Because that whole delay McVeigh thing the "Art" is unfinished. I know it's a demotion for me. | |
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| Well hello my little friend. I see you delayed on our little friend's death in Oklahoma, eh? | |
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| You know how great the bombing was but why did you let the man who did it live? It should be 110% death and carnage out there. When was the last time you sent out an epidemic? Come into my office. | |
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| Looks like he's putting me back under the desk, using me for my hood, unknown face and nakedness under this robe as a sex enhancer. | |
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| But here in Hell you'll always be family. And since we're family would you mind picking up that pen? | |
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