| It seems our trusty Skull cannot find a moments peace. |
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 | DIRTHOUSE! CLAMSHACK! YAAAAAAY! | |
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| Hey look Chet! Across the field theres a guy selling Druid Resto-Respecs! You should check it out! | |
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| (The piter-paters of Chets feet slowly fade into the distance.) |
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| zomgz... rugged leather... | |
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| Quiet at last, now to knock this putt in and go rub one out in the woods... | |
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| School Bell's ring in the distance... /Antioch has come online |
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| As Pope Antioch III, I decree all forms of self play-sure to be a sin against GOD! | |
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| *fap fap fap* | |
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