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Dave had seen one-too-many Kung-Fu Movies and had lost touch with reality for a moment...
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| Ah, Master Kung-Fu-Monk... I wish to study the ancient Deadly Art of Kung-Fu. Will you train me? | |
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| Man.. These kids do my 'ed in. What sorta stupid **** can i get him to do? Hmmmm.. | |
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But little did Dave know, this was an Evil Shaolin Kung-Fu Monk of Death!!!!!
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| Wax on, wax off. Ok... What next , Oh Wise Kung-Fu Monk?? | |
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| I'd forgotten how much fun this is!! Hmmmmm.. | |
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Dave didn't watch Kung-Fu movies again. The End.
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| Burning....Must...Remeber...Mind...Over...Matter...Arrrghhh!!! | |
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| You dumb ****!! Bloody Tourists always fall for that one. Ha Ha Ha. Wanker!! | |
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