| Dave: Bleat like a proboscis. |
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| John: Spy in the future... |
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| John: Captchalogue smoke pellets. |
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| Karkat: BLUH! |
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| stop stop stop stop stop. |
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| Hooray! This one contains a prize! |
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| SS: Climb ladder and exit hideout. Implement nefarious plots |
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| I DON'T RECALL WHAT HIS LAND WAS THOUGH. |
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| ALPHA MALE: RECEIVE BOON FROM YOUR CREATOR. |
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| John: Read book. Be the other half of your interests. |
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| Render the girl in a jar and Mr. T puppet. |
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| John: Blast off. |
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| Years in the lid of the apple juice, despite what John said. |
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| DO THE WINDY THING DO THE POTTED VEGETABLE INSTEAD. IT LOOKS DELICIOUS. |
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