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Friday, June 1, 2012
The Call Is Coming From Inside Your Mouth!
Oh, shit!
The linguini! It's become self-aware!
Man, it's gonna regret asking for that ride when it finds out that by this time tomorrow we plan on turning it into poop.
Well, such is the burden of sentience, I guess.
Till next we meet ...
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