2026-02-27
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Moments before he was ripped to shreds, Edgar vaguely recalled having seen that same obnoxious tie earlier in the day.
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Oh, yes! I guarantee these bullets are pure silver. / Blam! Blam!
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He lied! For a sale… and dinner. Lol, a twofer.
Edit: spelling diner vs dinner
Thats the type of stuff players pull on me in town of Salem…
Politics 101
Is this about acquiring F35s?