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One day, in a secret underground laboratory....
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| Hey I got a really good idea for a biological weapon. | |
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| And that entails? Be succinct, please, I'm late for the Nobels. Snappy snappy. | |
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| Well, see, heh, what if...heh heh...what if...aw man this is great...what if we made a virus that could turn people into zombies? | |
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| Sounds great. Smashing. Just, uh, don't let it get out or anything. That'd be bad publicity. | |
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| You didn't think that guy was a total shmuck, did you? I'm the security interface program. And eight, apparently. | |
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