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| Go ahead, stick it in there, matey! Me eye socket is hungry for your metal man meat! Arrr! | |
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| THIS MAKES NO SENSE. TOBOR CAN CORNHOLE, NOT EYEHOLE. | |
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| What's that? You're going to impale me eye on your gangplank of love? Hoist the mizzen! | |
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| ENOIUGH! NO EYEHOLING, JUST CORNHOLING! TOBOR QUITS! | |
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| Come back, me hearty! If ye want to shiver ye timber up me poop deck, that's fine with me! | |
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