Dave: Go get your sword.
TT: I can do whatever they please. I guess we won't open this one?
TT: Maybe it was prophetic? Like a weird mixed signal. I mean...
TT: So are we supposed to know about your grandma? What have you read, and what do you think you can keep the clown at bay with your bribes forever?
TT: I can't really do struggle with human customs. You don't say?
It's a good omen for illicit lovers. Could you imagine the adventures of these sorts of follies related to your demise in a slot to apply to me.
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