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| Now this is going to be a tribute to the B-grade monster movies of old, so just ad-lib something angry about destroying the city. You literally can't mess this up. | |
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| Rarr rarr! My gullet burns with hunger for window glass and I-beams! Oh no, it is my arch-nemesis, Mothra! | |
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| I'm clearly a bee, you idiot! | |
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| Fine, Bee-thra, whatever! | |
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