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It's simple, folks. Bananas + A Bucket of Grease equates to Rastafarianism.
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| Karl offered me pornography in exchange for my soul. | |
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| You didn't accept, did you? | |
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I remember, when I was a wee lad, my brothers and I played with rats!
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| Goodness, no! I slapped him silly and snatched his stash while he wasn't looking. | |
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| Nice. Well, let's ask Dave who he thinks the new mod should be. | |
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WE THE RENEGADES OF FUNK! *doot doot doo doo doot* \m/ O_O \m/
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| Hey Dave. Do you have any suggestions as to who the new mod should be? | |
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| What's that? A mirror? Hey hey, good lookin'! | |
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