[UNKNOWN]: You are.

[SPEAKER_01]: Here we go!

[SPEAKER_01]: Oh my god, you threw- Here we go!

[SPEAKER_01]: You threw the chair!

[SPEAKER_01]: You threw the chair!

[SPEAKER_01]: And now he's getting it back because he's right!

[SPEAKER_01]: Good afters!

[SPEAKER_01]: We are in case of harm!

[SPEAKER_01]: That was case he's actual chair!

[SPEAKER_00]: You look out of the window and you see, uh, Toyota Previa, upside down, on fire.

[SPEAKER_01]: Oh my god.

[SPEAKER_00]: But it's not in your tiny trees or anything so it's fine.

[SPEAKER_01]: On fire!

[SPEAKER_01]: It's fine!

[SPEAKER_01]: Me, GM!

[SPEAKER_01]: Jesus Christ!

[SPEAKER_01]: It's my fucking car!

[SPEAKER_01]: Dynamite!

[SPEAKER_01]: He screams as he headbutts this man.

[SPEAKER_00]: Honestly, his left Dawn to die ball pops out of his head.

[SPEAKER_01]: Oh, it's cold.

[SPEAKER_01]: And if you were to take a picture the second or two heads were touching, it might have been an intimate tender scene between friends or lovers.

[SPEAKER_01]: But if you were to take a picture at any other second, it is just absolutely horrifying.

[SPEAKER_00]: For some men, violence is a long fin to see which is so sad.

[SPEAKER_00]: Maybe for this man, but anyway.

[SPEAKER_00]: Oh, smashed in the head!

[SPEAKER_01]: Body has a pocket full of like one oversized precious moment angel that has a real strange face.

[SPEAKER_01]: Oh, I thought that was your dick.

[SPEAKER_01]: Oh, it was his dick.

[SPEAKER_01]: There's a hole in his pocket and his penis, which does resemble a precious moment angel with a strange face.

[SPEAKER_01]: Oh, it's a strange face, but it actually looks like a pretty normal penis head.

[SPEAKER_01]: That's a recall fast.

[SPEAKER_00]: He looks back and he says one last threatening phrase pointing to the bar.

[SPEAKER_01]: I'm gunna, and violence shoots him in the head.

[SPEAKER_00]: You see this guy's ear get blown off.

[SPEAKER_00]: Flying off his head.

[SPEAKER_01]: Oh, bye-bye.

[SPEAKER_00]: And then at this point, scratch pops up like a mummy.

[SPEAKER_00]: Something is rising, piecing itself together from the bodies and viscera around it.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's black wings, spread, and it looks back at you with red, wet, eyes.

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