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Dice Get....the guh....damn....dooor.....:
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In blackest day, in brightest night
Beware your fears made into light Let those who try to stop what's right, Burn like my power ... Sinestro's Might! |
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Dice Feer!:
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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