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(That's why it's rated M 8> For Mature. 8>)
Gin looked up at the kid, eyebrow raised. "A what?" He said, the stampede noise growing ever closer.
"GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!!!!" A screech echoed out as Mango launched herself through the air toward the Silver Permed Samurai.
Gin turned slowly, eye twitching to see. Mango, wild eyed, crazy colored hair, cowlick flapping in the air, screaming at the top of her lungs for the split second before she tackled him flat.
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I'm telling you, it's just that it's sooooo loliolilolied that it smokes.
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