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Fuck, that pasty zombie bastard got me killed.
Fuck you, Haine, fuck you. It's not my fault your life was going to hell in a hand basket.
Shit, and I only have three smokes left, when I have to spend the rest of my miserable dead life in this hell hole. I can't get a break, I just get bullets fired at me.
Fuck you, Haine, fuck you. It's not my fault your life was going to hell in a hand basket.
Shit, and I only have three smokes left, when I have to spend the rest of my miserable dead life in this hell hole. I can't get a break, I just get bullets fired at me.