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ha ha!
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Your an Exo. You don't either. Except that chicken. *shudders*
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Artificial organs...
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I don't think that would've cut it with that chicken
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Yeah lets just say you were the feather breather for a week or so
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Me? No he was the one who ate the chicken.
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I am so sorry...
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Every day. When I walk down the streets of the city. I look at people eating in restaurants. And I cry erytime