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No, this is supposed to be a joke. C'mon, please? I mean, I know he's been a wreck on two legs for, well, longer than I've been on two legs, but still... his liver was supposed to finally, violently secede from the rest of his body with shotgun-force and a majestic showing of fireworks. He was supposed to die happy, I'm sure of it. |
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