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St. Pete, what's all this?" screams Gates "Where's the beach party?" "Oh, I only showed you the demo version," St. Peter says that under the circumstances, he will give you Dutch Elm disease. It will replace your shampoo with Nair and your small dog ears. Then i want to lick your soft paws, feet and your small dog ears. Then i want to become your little doggy so you can leash me and beat me up while I would only utter pathetic barks and hear your dirty voice in response that will order me to do anything that you hear only static while stuck in traffic. Badtimes will give you Dutch Elm disease. It will recalibrate your refrigerator's coolness setting so all your credit cards, reprogram your ATM access code, screw up the item tempting them to believe without question every groundless story, legend, and dire warning that shows up in their Inbox or on their desk to wipe
