*Jim smashes in through the window, wearing the tiniest loincloth you have ever seen*
MAAAAGNAAAAAR!
*Jim strides up to Magnar and stares him in the face*
...Here is a sandwich. I made it for you. It has pickles.
How could anyone possibly hope to follow up on that?
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