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| ==> |
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| Rose: Sip martini thoughtfully. |
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| Equius: Go check on John. |
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| Jade: Get out of the Midnight Crew. |
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| Dave: Combine fetus in a rational, diplomatic manner. |
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| John: Land already. |
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| Jade: Captchalogue the unplugged powercord. |
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| Jack: Search for a few minutes ago... |
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| Rose: Plug in your drink. |
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| Dave: Take swords. |
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| ==> |
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| Roxy: Succumb to unfathomable bloodlust. |
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| WV: Use your own brain. |
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| ==> |
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| ====> |
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| you call it the slammer when you are talking to the meter stick. |
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| John: Make your way to the local amphibious fauna. |
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| John: Practice with new weapon. |
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