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Aaah a poor miss my friend. Alas I am now a slimey limey.....now what does that fishy smell remind me of?...........Nope, it's gone.
Right, this is a gut shot...let's be fair...I can't ■■■■■■■ miss....
KERRRRACCCKKK......missed.....bastard...what's with the mirror? I could of hurt myself there.
OK, I'm prepared for your shot. My body is a temple....My body is a temple.....but no bastard prays at it no more....Do I care....DO I ■■■■■■■ CARE.....yes....please don't hurt me.
It's your go....
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