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| Spoofer: "Rob, u want magic oogloos?" | |
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| Rob: Whatever. I'm magic. | |
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| Rob: MWAHAHAHA! I'm MAGIC! | |
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| Rob: First you ban him... THEN YOU KILL THE SPAMMER! WAHAHAHA! Hey, I found somthing squishy in my pants! IT FEELS GOOD BABY! UH! UH! UH! | |
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| Spoofer: I'M DIEING HERE ROB! HELPPPPPPPPPPP! | |
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