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| His hallucinations are getting worse. We need to find Gerald some tea and fix this cowboy business once and for all. | |
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| Maybe his new imaginary friends can help us? He's been talking about them a lot lately. | |
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| An "office castle" where you ruled with an ax-wielding beast? Sounds deliciously medieval. Why did you leave? | |
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| Alas, we were cast out by an evil corporate re-structuring witch. Wait. Which one of us is hallucinating again? | |
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