
“GNNG! HRRG! GRRRG! HAAAGH!”
*SPLAT THURP SPLAT PLAP*
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There’s
no dialog in this one because there really aren’t any words…mainly
just sounds reminiscent of a cracked out meth junky fist-fucking a jar
of mayonnaise with jackhammer speed mixed with inhuman snarls and
grunts.That’s called descriptive imagery! Dickens would be proud.

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