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*slides a vodka with coke*
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*Walks by and sits down*
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*Throws chair at you* FRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
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*Rustling of jimmies has occured*
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*Looks aver and holds out my hand* *Chaos energy disintegrates the chair* Not anymore. I quit being one. Now I work for Venom Incorporated. Satan. Now, in the name of Christ the savior, I bid you farewell.
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*Throws another chair*
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Do i know you
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No, but I know two specific friends of yours. I used to work with them. How are Wash and 'Lina?
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What do you want freelancer
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A drink. And someone to talk to, Epsilon. And I also want to know how you got of Chorus without Charon blowing you out of the sky.