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Satan looked himself in his opposite eyes. Unlike a vampire, he had no problem withe mirrors. "Should I or shouldn't I?' he asked himself, glancing back & forth between the reflections.
"You silly fucker," hisself answered, "of course you should."
The devil smiled at himself, for the umpteenth time, & fixed his hair.
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"Did you hear that?" asked #3, actually quivering hard enough that Manuel could feel it.
"Of course I did," Manuel replied, "My training was as inclusive as yours, it seems."
"My training gave me a license," #3'd.
"My training gave me license," said Manuel.
"So, should we open the door?" #3 wondered.
"I hardly think so," Manuel grinned, "You remember what he did to Jamming Cannotti?"
"He's still chasing storms," answered #3, puzzled.
"& reporting on them," said Manuel.
There was a howl from the basement, & they shared a chuckle.
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The Ghost of Igor rained some more, like a lukewarm shower, forcing the traces of oneunplastic into the ground, where she immediately began consorting with the groundnet.
"Well, hello there!" said Satan.
"Oh, no you don't!" said oneunplastic, "I won't have you polluting this place."
"I was here first," said the devil.
"No you weren't," said the Merman, preparing to defend his hybrids.
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