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So Deadsy roams the night... looking for brains to eat.
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| I'm sorry, did you day you were looking for Dwayne? | |
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| No, Bwainth! BWAAAIIINNTH!!! | |
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| Uhhh... no, I don't think it's going to rain... | |
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| You phuggin ibiuth, I wang do eed yo bwainth! | |
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| You really ought to see a doctor about that severed arm, friend! | |
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