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| How goeth the evil business, Great Cthulhu? | |
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| Horribly. Every time I do something, I get one upped by a fucking mortal. It's driving ME insane! | |
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| You're shitting me. How is that possible? | |
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| It just is. I gotta go now, cause comes the fucker now. | |
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| Have you seen Ctulhu? He took my shoes, making me walk barefoot over miles of sharp rocks and razor blades. | |
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