Jobe:*Whistles around the factory.*
Jobe:Hmm...This grinders look a little clean.I shall change that!
Jobe:*Pulls lever sending 10 muds into a grinder and watches in joy as meat starts flying out*
Jobe:Hee hee! Oh the joys of killing a mud!
Jobe:*Sees renegade coming.*
Jobe:Crud I hoped he did not see me!
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