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| I'm Baby New Year and I'm here to murder you all! | |
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| Whoa, hairy dude, calm down! Yer a little late there. It's, like, January 3rd. And your sash is kinda off, too. | |
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| Well shit. This is beyond fashionably late. Must have spent more time sharpening the axe than I expected. | |
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| That's a bummer. What are ya gonna do now? | |
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Do not pass go, Monopoly guy... you're about to die!
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| It appears my monocol is dirty... wha? | |
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| Do not pass go, Monopoly guy... it's time to die! | |
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