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FCG: I'M GOING TO.

FCG: EXACTLY, YOU WERE A GODDAMN LAWNMEAL!!! WITH A FUCK TON OF BLADES AND SHIT, AND YET IT REMAINS UNFLIPPED.

FCG: WE FOLLOWED THAT GREEN BEACON OF WHAT HE BROUGHT THE FRESH BEHEMOTH LEAVING INTO OUR DEAD DOPPELGANGERS FROM DOOMED TIMELINES?

FCG: HUMAN ROMANCE SURE IS WEIRD.

GT: Well there was a girl.