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Madam Banjo, having disposed of Jack the Canary, nearly catches Johan...
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| Oh come on...beaming out? Really, what will they think of next... | |
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| Once more I escape your clutches, foul banjo... | |
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Failure does not sit well in the mind of Madam Banjo Banjo.
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| Hmmmm, perhaps I should modernise my operation... | |
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| Maybe I'm just getting too old for this...serial killing is a young psycho's game. | |
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The twisted mind(s) of Madam Banjo are complex and dark.
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| Young psycho, eh? hehehehe...I remember it well...come my younger self...come to the present | |
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| Now then....things are about to get interesting.... | |
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