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WARNING: LEVELS OF RANDOM ARE VERY HIGH AND- HEY YOU GOT MY LLAMA WHY YOU GOT MY LLAMA THE LLAMAPOCALYPSE STARTS ON THE SIXTYTENTH OF JUNE AND HE NEEDS TO EAT HIS GRAPES TO HELP HIM DERP LIKE THE WHALE THAT NYAN CAT GLITTERIZED SO HE CAN BELLYFLOP TO CALIFORNIA ACROSS THE PLAINS THAT GO MOO AND A COW CAN EAT YOU SO GIVE BACK THE LLAMA AND THEN I WILL MAKE YOU A CHEZ.
*falls asleep*

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