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there's literally NOTHING you could do to us.
YOUR NUTS WILL BE OURS SOON ENOUGH ANYWAY.
HOW WILL YOUR GRAMMAR SAVE YOU THEN?
I'M THE ONE LEADING THE ATTACK ANYWAY.
I AND MY GRAPEFRUIT ARMY WILL SOON DESTROY YOU AND YOUR DEFENSELESS GROUP.
AND THEN WE WILL GET TO EAT YOUR PISTACHIOS.
ALL OF YOUR PISTACHIOS.
OURS.
SO ENJOY YOUR PETTY LIVES AND NUTS WHILE YOU STILL HAVE THEM.
SOON.