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Demon, we can't keep killing everyone. We'll lose all customers.
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*slices desticles throat* Sorry sir(._.)
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*pats back* Its okay, son. Its okay.
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Well now that he is dead...can I throw him in the stew pot? We are running low on Desticles...
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Yeah, I guess.
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Yay! *claps giddily* *throws body in pot and starts stirring*