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| Welcome to Operation Bot Roast. We got a horde of zombie PCs out there and someone has to take care of 'em. | |
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| I'm up to the challenege. | |
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| Remember, shoot them in the CPU. | |
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| Listen, when we get out of this, I'm gonna buy you a beer. | |
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| Oh, shit. He didn't even make it past the front door. | |
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| Dear, Jesus. They strapped him down with a replica Rolex and stuffed him full of Viagra. | |
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