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| Time to meet your maker, EQ HATER!!!! | |
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| Hey, that rhymes. Wait, aren't I supposed to be fearing for my life? | |
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The ensuing violence has been censored for your virgin eyes.
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| DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE | |
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| Oh god! My kidney! My arm! My leg! My appendage that I didn't know I had! | |
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Meanwhile, Christo plots deviously...
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| Sweet. While Will's kicking the crap out of Ying, I can insult EQ all I want. EQ SUCKS. | |
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| Damn. I'm too wussy to be able to hurt anyone. | |
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