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| Thanks for visiting me, Death. It gets so lonely out here, sometimes... | |
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| IT'S NO PROBLEM. I NEEDED SOME FRESH AIR, ANYHOW. | |
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| Hey! Now that you're here, we can play that fun guessing game thing. Okay... what am I? | |
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| Damnit... I'M A TREE! Isn't it obvious!? | |
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| YOU TRULY ARE SUPERIOR AT THIS DELIGHTFUL GAME, SIR. | |
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