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We join DeadChris and friends on a club-crazed Saturday night...
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| Don't worry, man. We're liquored up, dressed to the nines and going to HAVE A BLAST. The girls will love you! | |
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| But no one we know came out with us. No one wants to talk to me. This night sucks. | |
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| Hm. Good point. Well, we can always help Rob engage in a highly climactic fight scene with those cyber-ninjas over there. | |
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| Um... Okay, Adam... I guess... | |
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One highly climactic fight scene and more later...
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| Okay. Rob is dead, we're facing life in jail, and the cyber-ninjas were really just a pack of Girl Scouts. BUT WE HAD A BLAST! | |
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| I'll show you a blast... Right to the skull... | |
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