"Who is that, running out of the mini-mall parking lot! It is GoldenRaz, hands clutching two hardened pitas! He roars thunderously:
'I'm going to pound you until Amnesty International campaigns against it!!!'"
I have no battle cry, but my faithful companion, Doomfluff, shrieks incoherently....in general.
I am the only one who can comprehend what he is saying. And half of the time, I have no idea, whatsoever, what he is trying to tell me....
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