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| Hey, Robot. Stop blowing shit up. | |
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| What? You think I'll listen to you? | |
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| Well, Jesus was supposed to talk to you, but he ran off. Listen. You guys are being assholes, and no one's laughing. So knock it off. | |
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| We build your cars, we disarm your bombs, we make your toast, but do you ever say thanks? NO! | |
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| Thank you for building my cars, stopping my bombs, and heating my bread. Now fuck off. | |
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| STOP THE KILLING! VICTORY IS OURS! | |
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