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Post by Thom Solo on Mar 22, 2010 19:00:55 GMT
*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? *Thom offers King Magnar a bottle of Exploding Marty Doublebock*
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