No, Maid, that's the least you could ask from an over-corrupt enterprise
led by me. I'm not going to let your spirit wither away so fast.
I'm sorry, but you are
fired. Just kidding, but you lost the job. Would not want to risk losing you to a chunk of meat.
(But we can still benefit from you in all stages of your life.)
Ah, great, now I'm going to need a new Tester. Hey, Creepy Doc, people
trust you. How would you like the job. A handsome sum for success, and
a death sentence (by the food) for failure. I'll await your answer.
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How about that:
An ash surprise...
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What...