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 | Hark! Who Is This Lunatic Ninja, Hast Smearest Thine Blood Upon My Walls!? And Shredded Mine Own Buttockry?! | |
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| Begone! Depart, Foul Beast! Your Bandying About Of My Brethren Shall Lead to Your Imminent End! | |
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| The Bloodied Scoundrel Has Met His Maker At Mine Own Hand, Felled By My Mastery Of Wrestling! Ho! | |
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