There was once a song. In this song was a lyric. In this lyric were words. They went like this.
"I'm a one-eyed, one horned, flying purple people eater."
This raises a very important question. Do I eat one-eyed purple people, or am I one-eyed, purple, and I eat people?
Simmilarly is the robot general Grevious a General of Robots, or is he a
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