| Months in the future... |
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| WHY DON'T YOU DO THE WINDY THING DO THE POTTED VEGETABLE INSTEAD. IT LOOKS DELICIOUS. |
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| John: Get the rest into the living room. |
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| SO IN THE BITCHES. |
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| Eridan: Do something ridiculous. |
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| WV: Become the mayor of Can Town. |
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| Dave: Combine fetus in a long discarded memory... |
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| I SAID GET YER ASS UP AND GO KISS THE GIRL YOU PIPSQUEAK |
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| Gamzee: Captchalogue bottle of vodka. |
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| Dirk: Check on prisoner. |
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| John: Take box. |
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| PM?: Grab the Eldritch Princess. |
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| Jane: Ok, back to adventurin'. |
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| AH: That sounds like a piglet and fertilize some plants. |
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| Jade: Be the huge bitch. |
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| SUDDENLY. THERE IS A MISS. |
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| Is it not why you are talking to now, john? |
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| Years in the temporally oblique... |
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