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| HOW DARE PUNY FLESH MAN TRY TO RUN. THERE IS NO ESCAPE FROM MECHA-SANTA. PREPARE FOR CRUSHING! | |
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| Wait! Santa, I know you're in there somewhere. Please hear me. Santa isn't about crushing, he is about love and the joy of giving. | |
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| Ack! You're right! I was on the brink of becoming a monster, and going against all I stand for. Thank you, Fuzzyman, thank you for saving me from myself. | |
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| Ha! Without your armour, you're vunerable. EAT FLAMETHROWER DEATH!!! | |
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| Hmmm, I think I've just screwed my chances of getting that pony for Christmas. | |
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