*kicks open door*
FIrst person to sass me that isn't Rosario, Serpy, The Traveler, or SPARTAN dies. Someone get me a drink, strongest thing possible,
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Tough day Fletch?
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Feel like sharing?
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Nope.
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Gone desticle hunting recently?
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Why do you think the corpse pile is higher than usual?
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Hey Fletch.
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Is something up?
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I figured they were killing each other off.
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They are, just not enough for it to be that big.
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I see, I haven't had a chance to head back out yet.
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well..... nice entrance...
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Is that sass?
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No...
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Good.
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*fastballs a glass to Fletch followed shortly by the actual drink*
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*Looks at you* you cheeky dickwaffle!
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hey you caught it and I was just adding to the epicness!
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*playing in the background*