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hands you a silver plate with a duct tape tied up mister weasel on it*
here's your rat, good sir, he left the door open just so you know
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pokes you hard*
take more care next time or else you'll face this
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shoves you into a room with five klingon slave girls who haven't been with a real man like you in aaaages*
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slams door and runs*
oh, and,
heavy breastday 