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Renegade Sparkling Prancer
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Like lunch.
After a light meal, we're good to go do whatever it is we're doing. I can't really decide what to do, cuz' no matter what I do, I'm probably gonna have those dicks chasing me. It's kind of a big hassle. I can't really sell the damn thing and I don't know what it's good for.
I guess I'll worry about it after I'm done eating.
"What do you think you're doing?"
>"Eating this ham."
"No, no, no... See, this is my ham and I'm gonna eat it."
>"Well I'm still hungry."
"I need to recover my strength after taking down a big cow that let himself be mind controlled into a berserk rage."
>"It's too big for you anyway!"
"Wanna bet!?"
>"No, because then you'd have to eat it and I'm going to eat it."
"I really hate to bring up who's paying for this... Oh, that's right. ME!"
>"If you're going to drag me along, you should at least feed me!"
"Who even asked you to follow me in the first place!?"
>"You did!"
"Shut up!"
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