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Continued from www.stripcreator.com/ comics/ClashTheStampede/224015. R2 and Xenu have been wandering the Nevada desert for quite some time now.
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| Sweet! We've found Area 51! Now we don't need a car—this is where I parked my spaceship. | |
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| So you've been working with the United States Air Force? | |
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| Oh, hell no. They'd kill me just like the Scientologists. That's why I'll have to create a diversion while you sneak in. One of these stones is fake, the keys are inside it. | |
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| I've noticed every one of your plans involves me being placed in peril of life, limb, and/or imprisonment, while all you do is stand there. Why is that? | |
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| That's not answering my question! | |
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