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| I don't believe you, hairbag! The world is coming to an end! | |
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| All right, I'm not the squirrel.
I never went to Tibet, either.
I, like most people here, went into Dcom's ass.
Except I got lost. | |
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| Jesus!
Dcom's ass is like Mel Gibson's house-thingy in Lethal Weapon! | |
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| I know!
It looks so small from the outside, but once you're in it's like extradimensional. | |
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| Now we're in Dcom's brain, and out of all the implausibilities, the salvation of the world is allegedly in here. | |
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| Yeah, sounds like bullshit to me, too.
This is Dcom we're talking about.
Let's head back to the ass. | |
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