| ==> |
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| John: Ascend to the meter stick. |
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| Jack: Suppress thoughts of unfathomable Snausages. |
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| why are you on a small rock? are you on a small rock? are you on a small rock? are you on a small rock? are you in peril, sir? |
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| Roxy: Succumb to unfathomable bloodlust. |
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| Months in the closet. |
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| This one's empty. Perhaps a delivery is in there. Take a look. |
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| ==> |
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| John: Get funny glasses too. |
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| Jade: Get trolled by CG. |
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| ==> ==> |
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| John: Captchalogue smoke pellets. |
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| Dave: Eject your modus and set it to the local amphibious fauna. |
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| John: Examine monitor. |
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| Doomed Dave: Pester Rose. |
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| ==> |
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| ==> |
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| HOMOSUCK. |
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| Jane: Back to the other other girl. |
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| Years in the LOHACSE. |
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