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Meanwhile, somewhere in the depths of Dealer Squirrel's mind...
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| Hello. Would you like a tour of MS Word? | |
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| Um, no thanks. Would you like to buy some drugs? | |
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| Who the fucking hell tries to sell a paperclip drugs? | |
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| Listen, junky - either buy my shit or I'll tell Mr Gates you've been shooting up on the job | |
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| You win this time, Dealer Squirrel. But one day we paperclips will fight back against you manipulative drug-dealing squirrels! | |
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