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Like a said earlier, beasts have trouble making friends.
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| Quit aaaaughing! Tell me where the alien is! | |
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Better not make him mad...
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| I'll never tell you where he is! He appointed me chief executive of his company, Annoy the Beast Co.! | |
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| I don't think I like you. Time to eat axe! | |
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