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Trepidation pounded in my very eyelids as, hungrily, the mad scientist eyed me
while singing in a warbled voice, "Lemme lick you up and dowwwn..til you say STOP..." I was not an Aaron Hall fan, so
I hugged him until his face turned purple, like Grape-Aid. He said to me, "My friend, you
are going to die in 7 days. What
about my white rabbit who will look after it when i'm gone. It's
to the left to the left, everything you own in a box to the left. You must not know 'bout me!
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable!
