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"Yo," said Fred, slamming his mug of ale down on the table at which the Messiah sat, musing on Messiah stuff or whatever and startling him out of his messiah-ass musings or whatever. I'm trying. Okay? It's hard when you're trying to type AND snort a line of coke off a midget's ass. "Sup," said the Messiah, recovering quickly (that's our messiah!!!!) and downing his shot of whatever the flurg he was floggin in that flirgity fliggin. "You from around here?" He narrowed his eyes on the knight suspiciously. "Kinda," said Fred, glancing at Lots for support. "No. Well. I'm Lord Fred." "Cool. Cool," the wandering Messiah nodded. "I come as a...I dunno. Whatever. Need a savior?"Fred grabbed Lots and chuckled good naturedly as he violently shook him about and man handled him in a very demeaning and abusive way. "Well, my friend's dog here does..." "Stop! Stop! Stop! Please? Please stop doing that, Fred. That hurts. You're hurting me. YOU ARE HURTING ME. STOP!!!!" Lots cried at the stop of his lungs."I Think you're um....friend wants you to stop. Doing. That," the wandering Messiah noted.
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