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Every year this bastard tries to sneak up on me; tries to make me like him. Respectable. Sure the suit looks good and I could use the money, but I've looked in his eyes. They're hollow. Dead.

 

Every year I put him out of his misery, but someday I'll run out of NERF darts. Better save that last one.

 

Just in case.

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Uploaded on January 4, 2008
Taken on January 4, 2008