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| Great Caesar's ghost! Who or what are you?! | |
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| Well, actually, I'm Great Caesar's Ghost. I've come back from the dead to give you vital information, Thor. You're lost pliers are under your bench. | |
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| That's it? You came back from the dead to tell me that? I was lead to believe that death reveals all of life's mysteries. | |
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| Oh it does, but that gets boring pretty quick, so then you start farting around, you know, trying to impart whatever cryptic info you can to the living. | |
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| Hey Caesar, there's some hot chicks bathing at the bath house. | |
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| Sorry Thor, we gotta run. Don't forget what I've told you. | |
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