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Originally posted by Pyrenk:
Gangrell, d'ya think a sledgehammer would do the trick? Apparently, a lowly straightjacket can't restrain him, and morphine won't make him sleep.
If only we could get Jim to cast Damage Lecture on him...
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Th .. The institute, it was in .. argh ... hell. Fiends in white coats, funny utensils, ridculous table manners, all in a lovely carpeted cell, inside a maximum security prison for people who are 'one picnic short of a sandwich', or however that saying goes.
Anyway, sledgehammers would have no effect. My increased insanity renders me immune to normal weapons, don't ask how because my imaginary friend's imaginary friend told me so. And sleep spells, or boring country music won't put me to sleep either, caffeine runs through my blood like urine.