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I am not addicted to the Barrow Downs. I know when enough is enough. No one can ever say I don't know when to stop. I can quit anytime I want to. Like now. See? I stopped. I told you. It's easy. I merely make a mental note and quit. It's just like when I quit smoking cigarettes. Wait...there's a pack and an ashtray on my desk. Hmmm...isn't that strange?
*The Dark Elf taps his fingers nervously*
Yes...stopped. Completely.
*The Dark Elf breaks into a sweat*
No problem. No problem at all. Never was a problem.
*The Dark Elf faints*
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And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision.
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