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Realizing that stripping isn't his thing, Slapnuts moves along to a better job.
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| I best be going. This gig isn't for me. | |
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| Whatever floats your rubber ducky. I best be going to do some plumbing. Yee-ha! | |
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All of a sudden, he finds himself in a hot place with lots of weird looking creatures
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| Huh? Where am I? What the hell? | |
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| Why, you're in HELL! I've got someone for you to meet. | |
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Slapnut meets his twin, SQUIGGY!
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