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Red dawn players stay soft like sherbert/ and when the heat comes they melt and get burnt/ stealin fungis off each other/ the only thing they resisting is spending time with significant others/ im feeling bad for you brother/, hiding from nihilum like there a monster u under the covers/ we play 52 pick up and instead of cards its your corpses/ yall said u bringing the cavalry but yall just beating dead horses/
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