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[b]he tackles you[/b] Sandwich. Now.
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Edited by Royal Blade: 6/26/2016 5:26:18 PM[b]I throw him off [/b] "Do it yourself." [b]I stand up and back up a few feet, drawing a sword [/b]
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I told you what would happen. [b]a sword made of salt forms in his hands[/b] Wanna rethink that?
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"Salt?" [b]She backs up [/b]
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Yeah, salt. [b]he steps forward[/b] Now, make me the perfect sandwich.
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"Why because I'm a woman?"
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AWW SHIT THE WOMAN CARD, SHIT'S BOUT TO GET REAL
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Wow, just wow. [b]the sword comes apart into millions of little salt[/b] [b]they all fly straight to your eyes[/b]
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[b]A small shield protects them [/b]
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[b]Captain America shield?[/b]
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[b]Hell yeah [/b]
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[b]how did they appear[/b]
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[b]Twas on my back [/b]
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[b]ok...[/b] [b]the salt turns red and burns through the shields[/b]
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[b]How [/b]
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[b]magic salt[/b]
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[b]Yeah no [/b]
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[b]yeah yes[/b] [b]look at my conversation with Mortar[/b]