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| State thine business, that which would bring thee to the hallowed gates of Heaven, mortal. | |
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| Listen, bud. I got this fatass elephant ghost following me around, and quite frankly, he's starting to piss me off. | |
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The angel imparts words of infinite wisdom.
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| Hmm, yes, methinks this mayeth be a problem. | |
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| You fucking think so? Well then I'm leaving his ass here. You can deal with his whiny undead shit. | |
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| Hey, wait a minu-- bitch! Come back here! You can't do this! | |
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| Oooohhhh... OOOOOHHHHH... I've been brutally murdered... and I can never be at rest... | |
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