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Trouble was a-brew, one night.
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| Foo' we godda be kwiet, else dis Smo gun' git his ass busted. | |
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| WE WILL REIGN TERROR UPON HIS KINGDOM! | |
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| Aight let's do dis shit yo! | |
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| Smo.. what the fuck are you doing? I'm too refined for THIS, how can this happen to ME! OMFG.. woe is me.. WAAAAAAAA!!! | |
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