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Some fell beast seems to have gnawed upon the handle of my axe! What evil place is this? Verily something, or many somethings, shall die for this affront.
Of course I will have to repair my axe. I suppose that first I shall avail my self of the ale and women folk that Pyrate speaks of. It's cold and feels like a three woman night at least.
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Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you,
Jesus Christ and the American G. I.
One died for your soul, the other for your freedom
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