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| Okay Dave, what happened. | |
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| I tripped and fell off that cliff. | |
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| Uh huh. So do you feel dead this time? | |
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| No...no, i think I'm okay. Just a bump on the head. I'll be fine, Death, I don't have to cross this time either. | |
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| You don't even have a back side to your head. You're brains are splattered on that rock. | |
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| No, no...that was there when I got here. | |
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