Then the local authorities come in to explain that you can't tax Mt. Everest, arresting everyone involved in the sandal. After they leave I play my flag claming it to be mine once more
While wearing a gas mask from the chemistry lab I walk up behind username sucks and pour a big beaker of sulfuric acid down his back. As his butt melts away he runs off screaming.
*Leads his cursed army to storm the hill* Sagiel, you can surrender and leave this hill with your life or fight and die! Either way, this hill will be mine!
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