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Make this Boss Star close-gäng. That would really fuck the Luzians off.

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Who needs writing? We fücked that up enough that they'll be able to guess who it's from. And what it's for.

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That lock's shit. Begging for the bang of a prybar.

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Shit, he's alive.

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Only a single face! Embarrassing.

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We're dead-ended! The gäng sends its regards!

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Here we go. Actual boss cünt.

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We could kick this in, but it'd make a lot of noise and a lot of mess.

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Wow. It almost sounds like he hates üs despite having our füll support.

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Wow. It almost sounds like he hates üs.

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It's her, she's joining in with the gäng!

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It's her, she's joining in with the gäng!

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Maybe we're bomb proof, maybe we die grooving. Either way -- it will mean victory.

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We crave it! We want it!

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Humans dominate doors every day! Hurl this one back down the pecking order.

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Our friend needs help -- kick the fucking thing down.

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This is a direct attack. A drive-by critique, duck and dive!

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You don't need art, you need a gäng. Real shit.

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That feels harsh. Maybe the gäng has gone too far...

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Them's cocaine binge shoes. The good cocaine.

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We're safe in here. All huddled up.

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Brethren. Friends. Company.

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Fuck! Look away, that's fucking demonic.

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This is soothing as fuck. Babies are onto something.

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Fuck 'around'. Go through!

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We're going to need tools for this one.

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Face it, gäng is döömed.

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The remote viewers! Spoon-bending vöyeurs!

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Call her a 'frigid bitch' also, if we find an öpening!

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The kind of gäng pile-on you don't come back from.

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What? We're not doing no poëtry shït. We live for that break-in shït!

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The gäng would like to make its introductions now. Storm the gates, lay siege!

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Not taking this shit. We have any man outnumbered.

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Fuck yeah! Let's pull up with some tinnies, we can do choreography.