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OH, FOR...I HEARD YOU TWO WEREN'T THE BRIGHTEST BULBS, BUT YOU DIDN'T REALLY THINK I WAS YOUR FRIEND WILSON, DID YOU?

WELL...

UM...

IT WOULDN'T BE THE WEIRDEST THING I'VE SEEN POOL WEAR, LET'S LEAVE IT AT THAT.

IT'S DEADSHOT, FOOLS. DEAD. SHOT. I'D TELL YOU TO REMEMBER IT, BUT THAT'D BE ACADEMIC HERE IN A SECOND.

NOW WHY WOULD I GO AND SHOOT UP MY NICE NEW APARTMENT?

HEY, YOU SHOOT THAT TV AND YOU'RE PAYING FOR IT!

MAYBE THE WELCOME WAGON CAN HELP YOU WITH THAT. HEY, REDWING!!

IT'S JUST WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR. AND IT'LL BE PERFECT AFTER I CLEAR OUT A FEW THINGS. LIKE YOUR CORPSES.

OH, LIKE I WOULDN'T SHOOT YOUR STUPID BIRD TOO--AAAAHH!!

SQQUAK! SQQUAK!


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