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| Maybe I'll go visit Sir Timothy of the Nile. I mean DaWeirdo. Whatever he goes by these days. | |
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| Eww. I bloody hate chess. ::wrinkles nose:: Where's Sir Timo. . . I mean DaWeirdo? Isn't he normally here? | |
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| Yes, I like you too. I don't know. . . I guess he has stepped out for a second. | |
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| No, I thought. Notice the bubbles. | |
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