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| Oh well, I might as well tell you. I'm a serial killer and I've abducted you. I'm going to dissolve your eyes in vitriol and then pour them back into your sockets. | |
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| It's the only way I can get sexual satisfaction. | |
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| You mean prising open my ribcage and scooping out the contents of my thorax doesn't do it for you? | |
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