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| Now, now, Tentaclor! No reason to be nasty! Why don't you join me for a pint of stout, eh? | |
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| I said... *ahem* why don't you JOIN ME FOR A PINT OF STOUT? | |
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| Your Pub Powers have no effect on me, Super Britainman! | |
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| Can't touch the stuff. The foam makes my tentacles all sticky. | |
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