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| Okay Becky. You see that dead guy behind us? | |
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| He's in a state called Rigor Mortis. His body is rigid. For funerals, the funeral directors crack the bodies to make them limp... | |
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| So he took you to a battlefield. I swear Mr. Feld's a very odd teacher. | |
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| I once caught him stealing his own wallet. | |
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