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Please don't hate me...
What did the Italian say when his cheese factory exploded?
Gouda grief-a!
*runs*
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Sorry, I can only exorcise clam spirits.
EbichuMAAN! From the dark end of the dark has been chosen for disipline, from the moon to the stars, no one knows what a justice and earnest shopkeeper then today, the justice maker in tonight by the way, they call it: Ebichuman.
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