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Originally posted by Team Sergeant
Alright, that’s it. We’re headed your way to monkey stomp your butt. I’m gathering up a few SF types, I hear that loggers are a little tougher than most Orangorarians.
TS
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No problems, he is coming to Bragg soon.
We could probably round up the dozen or so SF guys it will take to subdue him, or just take him to the GB Club, and pick them up there.
You want him dumped in his underwear, unconscious, with "I Hate Legs" tattooed on his forehead on what part of Murchison Road?
TR
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