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| Tremble, young dying child, for I am the Wishmaster! I offer you any wish of your choice, but be warned! Your life may be lost in the future, but your soul will be lost to me! HAHAHAHAHAA! | |
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| Oh...Mister...Mister I'm so scared to die. I know this is silly and you can't do it, but I sure wish that I could be cured of this disease... | |
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| Really? REALLY?! Oh, thank you kind sir! I can feel the strength returning to my body and...wait...OH GOD MY GENITALS ARE INFLAMED AND COVERED WITH CHANCRES | |
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| HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! | |
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| OH YOU-...well, I guess it's a lot like meeting a baseball player. | |
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