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 | To us, Claudius! May we reign forever! | |
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| True; if only I can get that Gloomy Gus "Hamlet" to find a job or something. All that grieving, and it's been two whole months! | |
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| Oh that this too too solid flesh should melt, thaw, and resolve itself into a dew. Or that the everlasting had not set his canon 'gainst self-slaughter. | |
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| Son, lighten up! Everythign dies eventually. Remember that ham-ster I got you when you were little? Besides, doesn't mum-ster deserve to be happy too? | |
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