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Arioch "That Tolkien's an old bag. Do something by Michael Moorcock!"
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Elbereth "Why you little..."
Aerdrie Faenya "You're on thin ice, Arioch."
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Arioch "Hey Aerdrie, I thought the DevTeam fired you in v3.3."
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Aerdrie Faenya "...If I really was fired, why would I still keep coming to work every day?"
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