Venom laced lollipops sure made the evening interesting.
In all my years I've never seen a dying dog have its day.
Kings and baby thieves alike are buried in this place.
Illuminate the black depths and terrorize the serpents.
Nocturnal genocide; not yet a televised sporting event.
Good luck, boys. Those metal huts are harder to burn.
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