The Lair of the Fanboy...
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| Why do you want to kill me? There is nothing wrong with me! | |
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| You're a fat thirty year old living in his mother's basement who writes fanfics about Worf molesting underage schoolgirls. I think there's plenty of reasons for me to gut you. | |
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| I will not go down without a fight! Bishojo4EVA! Schoolgirl luv-luv rulez j00! | |
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| Let's dance, you bloated cockmonger. | |
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| Alas, my limbs are far too fat for me to fight with. You will fall, however, to my champion I bought on eBay... Stone Cold Steve Austin! | |
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| You've been messing with my boss? What? You think you're so big? What? I'll beat you like a government mule! What? | |
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