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| Mmmmm...Blood sacrifice...Unbaptised babies... Grinding their tiny bones between my teeth and tearing their warm flesh from the carcass..... | |
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| You hungry, Baphy? I'll get you a cookie | |
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| Grind their bones, I tell you.... | |
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| I heard that! You want chocolate chip? | |
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