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It wasn't a bomb you degenerate.
*Envelope doesn't explode*
*Is face palming at Fletch's stupidity*
English
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You are 7 some odd hours too late.
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That's because there's a thing called sleep I had to do.
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Sleep is for the weak.
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Very true. If only we didn't need sleep...
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I run on souls.
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*Goes outside* *Kills random person* *Takes soul* *Walks back in* *Offers you soul*
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*Eats soul like wild animal eats prey* MOAR!
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*Gives you box filled with millions of souls*
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*Eats all of them*