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Our hero and his comrad, Lorax the Frowler, are faced with a shadowy minacity...
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| That son of a bitch! He brought a whole demolition crew! | |
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| Oh, terrible consternation! How shall we endure the ravages of your nemesis? | |
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| Easy. We'll crack his fucking skull in. | |
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| Yeah! We'll...hey, what?...um...isn't that drastic? | |
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| This guy wants to plow through this forest and destroy everything in his path! His persistence is incessant, never ending! He must be stopped, and this is the only way! | |
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| ...I reluctantly comply with your plan. | |
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