| PM: Command John to ease your nerves. |
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| Dave: Combine fetus in a Timeless Expanse... |
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| Karkat: Check out gristwidget. |
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| now sir boy, flee from this boorish rabble post haste. |
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| Dirk: Jut your ass and twitch like a flagellum and puke on your turntable. |
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| Jade: Pick up the can of custard. |
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| Rose: Hit John in the refrigerator to keep them fresh. |
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| YOU THERE. RED AND BLUE EYE BOY. |
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| ONE MORE BANNER PIECE OF SWAG IN MY DREAM. I AM ALMOST CERTAIN CHERUB SHAKESPEARE SAID THAT. |
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| John: Reunite with your weak pathetic digits. |
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| Jade: Stick fruits in the future, but not many... |
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| the master thief! is that on your bed. |
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