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8/18/2014 11:54:29 PM
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He's within my sights Psycomech, care for me to pull the trigger
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Edited by Joe3720: 8/18/2014 11:56:40 PM-blam!- -blam!- -blam!- -blam!- Stay here, I'm dead. Let go of RB to move, I'm dead...
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Wait STOP! Shoot me and I'll eat the -blam!-ing watermelons! *crazy face* I'll do it, man, don't test me.
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Edited by Fletch: 8/19/2014 12:03:37 AM*picks up desticle and throws him into orbit*
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Fuuuuuuuuu- Wait. Still have the watermelons! huehuehuehuehue later mother fu- I can't breathe. No oxygen. *pops a watermelon into mouth* Worth iiiiiit
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Edited by Fletch: 8/19/2014 12:10:22 AM*has the real bag* I bet he had fun with that cyanide gummy.
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*choking sounds* Ckchck Chlsckd Kahkkkkk
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*stairs* *crawls out of sniper position*
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Edited by Joe3720: 8/19/2014 12:16:18 AM*Dies n stuffs* *until the secret sequel*
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*sequel gets canceled*
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Man. I was gonna make money off that.
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sorry but the money was used for purchasing better equipment to ward off the desticle population.
