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So our only hope... is perfect strategy.
Heaven help us.
Yes, Kenny! And to thank you for all you've done, we are going to give you a very special gift.
Mom! Mom! Get up, we have to go!
Impossible! How?!
Who are we to decide if Kenny should live or die?
What?
There's no saving place, fourthie! Get to the back or we'll beat your face in!
You... Are the best. You... Are the only hope for the universe.
Best friends forever?
A Japanese boy did make it to level fifty-nine.
Oh God-damnit
In the highly liekly event of my death, I, Kenny McCormick, wish to leave all my belongings to my good friends, Stan and Kyle.
The child's soul is now trapped inside his vegetative body.
My Lord...
We all have BFFs, and we believe that a BFF is the highest legal authority.
You bureaucrats have no right to play God and take that tube out!
Stupid? PSP is stupid?! Did you all hear that??
I'm afraid I've been given a court order to remove Kenny's feeding tube.
Do not fear, my Lord. Your army is great!