y did jobs die???? ;(

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*razer259 (01)

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He in vented the very item I now hold in my hand . Without him the world will slowly fall into chaos as the high bar he set falls to hell
 
Poor midget he is in this story



Suddenly he burst into the room swinging his lightsAber as if it was a baseball bat killing thousands of orcs in one stroke "come and meet your doom you foul smelling bad tempered un-educated fools!!!"he screamed at the top of his lungs wild fire in his eyes and blood on his hands."hey!"a lone voice shouted from the sea of monsters surrounding him"we may smell bad we may be stupid but we are not bad tempered!we resent that!"sorry the nameless man mumbled as he hung his head in shame for killing so many of these nice people and as he stared at his feet in overwhelming guilt he was suddenly decapitated be a midget

The end

the moral of this story is to never trust midgets
 
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