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| Holy shit. . .According to the TV, Dark Ted is thretening the city with a giant muffin in orbit, poised to hurtle to the ground and make everything sticky and buttery. This is a job for. . . | |
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| SATAN! DADDY! SATAN! DADDY! | |
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Later after a battle, light supper and heavy petting. . .
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| My God. . .Dark Ted was so close to absolute victory. Only by shamelessly catering to his dark sexual urges could I avert disaster. It aslo helped that I ate the big muffin. | |
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