*cofing*
do you wante some help? its the least i can do after having sold the weaposn to the terrorists? I iwll do it for *growls* fr......fre........*depth breath* free......*pukes from a window*
English
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Nah, it's cool.
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ok. call em up if any *growls of pain* ......anything.
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You feeling okay?
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yeah *coffs* I think i cought a sickness from Mars. i lived most of my life there. lets hope it aint