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Ayyyy! The DJ is here!
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Get out of here, Stalker!
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Since when am I a stalker? You are the pianist. I am the DJ. I play at the club. You play at the restaurant. I am not a stalker and you have no reason to be angry.
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I AM THE ONE, WHO CREATES MUSIC! *aggressive piano playing*
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I actually make music too. Check out my soundcloud. DJ Klee.
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Throws cake at you. Get outta here.
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*dodges the cake* Just what is it that you have against me?
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Shrugs. What else am I supposed to do with all these cakes ranger gave me? Throws more cakes at you.
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*dodges more cakes* Just eat the cakes.
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Here, I will eat them with you.
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*steals the cake*
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Steal the cake, you die. [i]Put. It. Back.[/i]
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Ummm... Ok.
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Now, enjoy yourself! [spoiler]I'm watching you, cake theif.[/spoiler]
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*starts dancing*
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*I warp in with my piano and begin playing "Roll Over Beethoven" with one leg on the piano.*
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How about, "Drowning Pool, Bodies"?
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*I start playing some Rammstein instead. Du hast.
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I didnt get a party request form
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PARTY!!! *Cakes Revan*
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*pink's head butsts into flames* YEAH!! Party!!
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Yeaaaaaaahhhh!!!
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Oh, sorry! *extinguishes head* You look familiar...
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*blinks*