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| All who oppose Lord Shit shall suffer in purgatory. Take this offering of Snausages upstairs to Lord Shit and await further instructions. | |
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| ...and it's like she's just this vacant, emotionally unavailable cow or something. I really wish she'd open up to me a bit more. | |
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