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| However, the only way to obtain this ten million dollar inheritance is to... not kill, torture, maim, or otherwise hurt anybody for one week. | |
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| Oh, you lucky bastard. Shit, now what will I do with my afternoon? | |
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| Hello there! I am a single white female, walking along on a deserted street at night. How are you, ominous mask-wearing man? | |
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| Ten million dollars... _$10,000,000_ Visualise how many chainsaws you could buy with that... Stay good... | |
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| ...and then I beat DexX in the comic cup, making me, like, God or something. I need some kind of victory song. What do you suggest? What would your song be? | |
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| It's so hard to stay good in a corrupt world. Besides, would anybody notice if he was gone? | |
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