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A slow day in Painsville with Little Johnny and Mr. Bob.
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| Dam! Nothin' ever happens around here -- right Mr. Bob? | |
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Little Johnny gets more than he bargined for.
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| Mr. Bob! Do you know your on fire? Dam, Mr. Bob you were my only friend. | |
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| cirp AAHHHHH woosh GULP bye claksjfhopa | |
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Moral of the story carful what you ask for.
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| Bye Mr. Bob you were my only friend -- sorry you had to die. | |
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| Sheit this sux, f-you Little Johnny. | |
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