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9/21/2015 8:46:50 PM
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My son raises his gun, but I lower it
No, this here is a friend. A close one at that. Now, back to training.
Dad, do I have to?
NOW, BOY.
what's up man?
English
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*i stumble out of the drop pod* We're getting to old for this...what're you up to JT?
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Training. Jarhal here needs to become a god someday! Eck jarhal, lok dovah zuul ackh alini Jarhal: ekjeleh Ugh. Children. Anyways, how's the Alamo?
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She's fine..all repaired, got some new armor. A beautiful new paint job. space Grey.
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Nice. Well, I should get back to training. Later. Jumps into a tree
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Good luck
