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| WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT TORIN!? | |
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| Well, it all started when Owen took the computer... | |
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| hahhaa, bastard doesn't suspect that I'm fucked with his comics | |
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| Owen, I saw everything... | |
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| ...and that's pretty much were it ended to. | |
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| Why am I not suprised? And Owen isn't black.... | |
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