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Zombies have trouble making new friends
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| Go away... we don't want your kind here... we like our brains | |
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| Oh that is so typical... just because I'm undead doesn't mean I'm going .... tooo... eaat... YOOOOOR BRAAAAIIIINNNNNS RAAAAARRRRRRRRGG...... God damm it you know waht happens when you say that word.. | |
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Insensitive mortals don't realize that all zombie wants is a rootbeer and some headcheese
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| kee-hee-hee... come on man say it again......no you say it .... ok ok on three ....one... two... BRAINS! | |
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| Look I'm not fucking around......don't even... look I'm warning you... I RAAAAAAAAARGGGGGGGGHHHH | |
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| Oooooooo.... shit.. I think you made it angry.......Kee-hee-eeeheeehehee.... no you shut up | |
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| I'LL RIP YOUR BRAAAAAIIIIINNNS THROUGH YOUR ASSS HOOOOLEES RAAAARRRRGLEMRAAAAAGHHHH | |
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