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			The thing I wondered about is: Why the fuck didn't they throw molotovs down at the crowd of zombies? Or how about some heavy shit like furniture...I'm, sure they couldd've taken out at least a few that way... | 
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				__________________ ...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be | 
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			Or bricks. Don't tell me there wouldn't have been a hardware store up in that bitch.
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			so...is there some sort of arcade........a mans gotta play games :p
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				__________________ ...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be | 
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			Or large peices of sheet metal...that there would've done some big damage... Hammers, shopping trolleys, bags of concrete, tvs, spades...lots of great stuff. | 
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				__________________ ...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be | 
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			Well, now that I think of it, a fortified mall might not be so bad. You could even grow food on the roof over time...and I don't care how many times I did it, throwing shit off a roof at "people" would just never get old... | 
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				__________________ ...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be | 
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			I've always wanted to kill me a goddamn zombie...
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