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Your own words in someone else's mouth. Deeply upsetting.

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The magic phone, in your room... Her knight, her sword, her lover returned...

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Wow. A mega-blow. An all-in-one Hershel-ender.

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You're not equipped to deal with this kind of blow. There's no controlling how this makes you feel.

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You're going to have to take his word for it.

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Who is Hershel Wilk? What is techno-fascism? Is squirt piss?

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One takes longer as it includes tobacco. This is a bad time to forget which.

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Sure. Attach bug to phone line and then it will do a bleep-bloop-blorg to the circuit thing.

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Feels like a gesture that means something. Help? You cannot reliably tell.

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All vestiges of humanity abandoned. One leg bent wrong.

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A visage corkscrewed with distress.

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Numbers... Blurry... Must try everything again.

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Poetry's easy. Make it short, make it vague. Speak in rhyme.

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La la la. What's the old man on about? You can't hear anything.

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You brought that one on yourself.

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Obviously making a commentary of sorts.

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This man must be part of our welcoming committee. The gäng's legend spreads far and wide!

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Einzeltone... No entries found. And no point trying to pretend.

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A failure of imagination. You just feel left out. If anything, you sober up.

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This is horrible. This just makes you want drugs even more.

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All systems go down. A brief but total outage.

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Circuits in your brain spark violently as they rebel against their own conclusions.

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This is a reality television show. The plot is too complex -- the writers must be high on their own ad revenue cash.

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Nice try. He doesn't realise that you know better than he does the fate of his body double.

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Mud-soaked canine groin, leg lifted, as it pisses all over a bed of springy plants. You blink -- the piss hits your face, sours your taste, throwing you out from your pleasant dream among the budding white flowers.