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Hey Richey prepares to fight for his life
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| Right you sicko Zombie you, I'm gonna destroy you! | |
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| Likely story! That's what that Edwards blokey said, then he just read me pages of depressing poetry. So I bit his head off! | |
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| Err... Yeah, well, I can't read! DIE SLIME! | |
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| Shit, we got a live one here... maybe best I just send the poor loony back home. Even though his hair *does* look like candyfloss dammit. | |
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