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And Ion Storm was Created...
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| Nice tits! Will you, like, be my "bitch"? We can like, play Doom and Quake deathmatches and create our own outlandish gaming companies because I AM SPARTACUS! | |
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| Ahh...duh....SURE...huhhuh...*drool* Duuuuuuhhh...wanna see my TITS? | |
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| Fuck! All my elaborate office shit got repossessed! FUCK! There's not much to do in an empty office...but hey, can I like...see your TITS? | |
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| Yaa...duh....boing, *drool* Ahhh,, duh,,,sure, anyone at all? (Lifts shirt) SEEEEEE TITTIES! | |
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| Damn...I lost my reputation, my millions, and the respect of my friends, employees, and gaming companies. I moved out of my ferrari and into this can so I can hide. | |
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| Ah...DUH....yayay,,,..I jus made billions by showing my TITTIES!!!! SEEEEEEEE!!! *lifts shirt*...duh, gotta go, I left the ferrari running... | |
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