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| Run, human scum, before my sexy robot ways incapacitate your weak organic sexy glands. Hey! | |
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| Dammit, I knew the Robo-Steve was beyond the scope of my abilities... Mmmm... I wonder if it's Taco Day at Chotchke's... | |
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| I don't know what the hell is wrong with you, but I must learn your advanced ways... | |
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| Fear my wicked mojo, oh leotarded one. Midget... Power... Activate! | |
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Nine rather sloppy lessons later...
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| Jesus, and I was gonna share my vast taco bounty with you. Friggin Benedict Arnold-Bot! | |
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