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Good point, well made.
But, at the same time...
Imagine sitting on the roof of your apartment in the early evening with your significant other, a carafe of chilled liebfraumilch by your side and some soothing soft rock on the boombox, both of you warmed by the love in your heart and the heaving mass of blazing, mindlessly bellowing undead on the pavement below.
Can nothing soften your militant position on the flaming zombie? |
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