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Sheared Horror!
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It appears to be over for you.
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It'll be easier if you close your eyes.
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...AND OF HE WHO SLEEPS IN THE SUNKEN CITY OF R'LYEH--LET HIS DREAMS SHOW FORTH UNTO US THAT WE MIGHT KNOW!
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...brains...
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play with us, Danny...
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We'd love to have you for dinner.
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He's thinking about your liver.
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Miss Monkey heard something in your closet.
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A horse is a horse, of course, unless it is a ghost.
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I punch yer spleen
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Kill count: 7
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Monkey Boy table dance
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I'm a naughty monkey.
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Figment
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Yersinia pestis
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I see you...
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The Cabinet of Dr. Suess
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I haz bloodstain.
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Hope you've had your monkey pox vaccination.
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Uh-oh, he's gotten the taste for blood!
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Might I nibble on your spleen, perchance...hmmm?
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It's for the best, really.
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Li'l Hinkypunk
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Baby Tor Johnson
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Shore Leave
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Purgatorio
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A nest of vipers
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Panic
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HipstaPrint
