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| Heeeeyy, tentacles, do you have a mirror in your pocket, because I can just see myself in your pants... | |
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| ACCURSED MORTAL, THE GREAT CTHULU SLEEPS WITH NO MORTAL, ESPECIALLY NOT A MAN! | |
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| Oooh, that hurts baby, so you swing THAT way... Get THAT all the time... | |
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| UUUGHH, THE MORTALS IN THIS BAR! | |
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| SATAN, WHY DO YOU ALWAYS BRING ME HERE? | |
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| What, Cthulu, why do you always have to object to EVERY place we go!? | |
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