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Hellraiser and Flash-O-Matic are coming back from grandma's for dinner when...
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| Damnit, how the hell did you get us here? | |
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| I don't know! I don't see you trying to find our way back home. | |
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| Just leave it to me then, I'll find our way back. | |
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| You sure about that? You're so ignorant, you voted Terminator as your favorite poster. | |
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The two are still walking, and still lost...
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| This doesn't look like home to me... | |
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| It's much better looking than where ever you got us lost though. We'll be there in no time. Look, a sign, let's go ask for directions. | |
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