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| You shitwad, don't make me get up off of this desk and beat the living Hell out of you. | |
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| Bring it on, you underclocked piece of crap. | |
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| I will destroy you! I will kill your boss, rape your girlfriend, and fill your planet with 404 errors. | |
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| I am in control of your life, you know. I programmed you, and I can just as easily format you. | |
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| You can not format my aspirations of world-conquest. | |
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