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| I threw out all your fan mail as requested, sir. But there was a letter marked "urgent" with the post today. | |
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| *ahem* "We know what you did, you sick son of a bitch. Send $20 billion to this address or the whole world finds out what a fucking pervert you are." | |
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| Shall I hire the customary assassin, sir? | |
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| Yeah, and make sure he buries the hands and teeth properly. I don't want a repeat of last time. | |
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