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7:00 AM last Sunday on the outskirts of HELL
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| Hello Joseph....whoooo-ooooo...my name is DEATH and I've come to CLAIM YOU unless you can say SOMETHING that will change my MIND!!! | |
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| I...uh...ahem...daaah...that is to say...oh, may I make a phone call? Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Bebebebebebeh OH NO! Wasawa! *ah-choo* *sniff* Oh damn! What I mean to say is..god damn you GIVE ME a sec! | |
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Meanwhile, in Joe's gastrol pit of despair
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| WOO WOO CHUGA CHUGA WOO WOO WOO!!!! | |
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| HO HO HO HER CUM DE BEDY STINK STINK TRAIN TO DA SHOOTS FOR ANO PWEASSURE!!! HAH HAH HAH!!! | |
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*PAPAPAPAPAFFFTHHRUPPAHHHhh!*
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| Oh my god...I CAN'T BELIEVE you did that in my face! | |
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| Do we HAVE to talk about it?!?! | |
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