Because I am a sheep.
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What Is Your Battle Cry? |
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Stalking out of the plains, attacking with a meaty axe, cometh Priscellie! And she gives a vengeful roar: “I’m seriously going to punch you into the fourth dimension!!” |
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Find out! |
For serious, you guys.
And BAHAHAHAHA!
“Mmmhmm, Abe the Babe… maybe not babelike in the traditional sense (he was definitely tall and dark, if not classically “handsome”) but a mind that was hotter than Georgia asphalt. You could ask him anything, and he would probably know the answer, which could be very convenient. Abe was pretty reserved — not so great with the romantic stuff, and he’d probably run and hide if you ever said “listen, we need to have a talk”. But his waters ran deep, possibly deeper than any other president. Maybe even than any other mortal. Ever. And we suspect that as long as you were gentle and non-judgmental with him, he’d totally open up to you. And when he did, and you saw the true contents of his heart, your mind would be BLOWN.”