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Post by Sarpek on Sept 2, 2010 20:24:14 GMT -5
Sarpek stands up, fuming. "DJ! You've put up with a lot from me, and I've put up with a lot from you, but this is the last straw! It was nice having you back, but now you've driven a fucking van through my wall! Out! Out!" He grabs a shotgun from behind the bar, and aims it at the DJ. "Sorry old friend, but I like my buildings to have walls."
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