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| Nya! I've come to torture you for eternity. Nya! | |
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| Is 'at right? Do y'know how I got 'ere? | |
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| Prepare to feel my prickly claws bore into your tender flesh! | |
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| Cuz y'know. Oh, I get it. Yer going to say, "You took a wrong turn at Albuequerque." I get it. Ha, funny. Course, I neva passed through Albuequerque, so it doesn't make much sense. | |
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| So, you fancy a shag then? | |
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