Heh...spending lots of money at eBay.....
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Alf stared at the ravine with a sense of foreboding. *This is gonna be a big part of my future for the next few minutes...* He thought.
"Are we gonna die?" Ben asked. "Do you think the Sligs are gonna shoot us? Can we run away? Is the Bone-Ghost thingy dead or not? Can we eat soon?"
Munch growled. "I've had enough of this!" He screamed, then possed the Slig's pants and made them do the Macarena until the passed out.
The Shaman stared at the Sligs.
"Wow, Munch. That was pretty good. I mean, it was ok, I could have done better though. Like the time I helped Abe blow up Rupture Farms, or when I single-handedly....."
Alf gave a strangled scream, picked up the bone and chased everyone over to the edge of the ravine, where he then shoved them over, and threw himself over as well.
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Heh...Mindless violence is fun.....
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