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It's as crazy as...

The author has twenty minutes to seek my aid before I just kill all of you.

Because I'm no sissy. No, sir.

The Guild works clean, professional.

Everybody's staring at me.

There's a picture of you in Monstroso's lap.

I don't remember you complaining then.

My arm came off.

Saliva is nature's glue.

Even got you a new wife.

It's time the Guild sentences him to a "Trial Separation."

Would you like a tissue?

True, but they take to hypnotic suggestion like cancer to a prostate.

Why, in a few, oh, I don't know, decades...

I was wearing this when you first met me.

Get out of my cocoon, you whore!

I'll... allow it.

It's really nothing more than a common table cheese...

Oh, that was yours?

Oh, no way. That's a real big surprise.

Oh. OK. Right. Sorry.

OK, pal, let's just keep those hands where I can see them.

"shooting my robot with a laser beam."

And that was the last time I saw Dr. Girl...

But this is a trial by jury, and it's up to your peers...

- What'd I miss? - Now!

Holy crap! Look at your costume!

But this one here will go down like all the others.

Excuse me, gentlemen.