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Jimmy's in hell for putting Dave's brain in a robot
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| Isn't this the part where Death and I play a game or something to escape everlasting torment?? | |
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| Huh? Oh um ok. We can play a new game I thought up, it's called "Death Rapes My Ass a lot more than I want him to". Hows that sound? | |
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| Missing a queen, sorry. Bend over...and leave the fire on, it works better that way. | |
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| ....ok, but how did you win? And why are you squirming around like that? | |
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| It's more of a win-win scenario. I get to come out of hell and he gets to remain in spirit form, raping me, like he is right now. It's amazing how you can get used to anything. | |
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