You-- yeah, you right there. Please sit down while I amass a strong enough collection for words to express how utterly and completely disappointed in you I am. No. There probably aren't enough words. I'll start with these two: GET OUT.
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Yeah, I'm wearing a tank top. What's it to ya? I'm not afraid of Fafnir. We're bros in the making, you'll see. I invited him to hit the gym with me later this week.