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"'Twas The Moment of the Partay, and all through the house, not a creature was quiet, not even a blouse, I mean not even a mouse."
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| So...you're the guard that smites and/or slaughters those who try to escape my "Partay!" | |
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"Arabian Roosters had breeded in the party house, making it impossible, to keep your blouse...uhhh, I mean your quarters."
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| Im telling you, Arabian Rooster, I dont have change for the vending machine, I spent it on a Mountain Dew! | |
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"Link and Harry Potter were on a date with eachother, making it impossible to keep on their blouses, I mean boxers, yeah."
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| I kill Dursleys, temperarily stop Voldemort, and suck Dumbledore's dick. | |
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