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| I need blood...BLOOD to fill my insatiable belly, my unending bloodlust! My certain blood-neediness! Blood should be mine, but I have a regretable blood deficiency! This sanguine dearth must end! | |
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MORAL: Listen to the T-Rex. Drink your coffee.
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| Yes. Coffee. That's what I meant. | |
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