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the end must be near
i went to stock up on ammo, you know, cuz the end is near and all, and most ammo supplies are out of stock on .223 cartridges. Damn war! Now what am i going to do when the zombies show up? Stab 'em all? The end is near i tell ya. Maybe i should start drinking again...
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Fate is my mistress, mother of the cruel abomination that is hope.
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