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| Behold! I now possess the t-shirt of the future! The ultimate statement of individuality! | |
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| Um...what happened to your body? | |
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| The shirt produces a glow - to reflect the light of my soul - by converting my flesh into photons. | |
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| You might not want to wear that for very long. You don't look so good. | |
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| Oh, sure. I should take advice on self-expression from Mr. "Comics own my soul so much I tattooed my face." | |
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| I liked Watchmen before they were cool. | |
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