i have returned from the murky, musty depths of the darkness known as Lackawebconnectia. I can still hear Charlie creepin' around in the brush, all around me. Every night I wake up screaming, images of my buddies' faces burning and melting, bodies peppered with bullets... but I'm back, yes, and now is the time for Revolution!!! Come with me my
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<---- remembers when he got that black eye
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