Lee-Ki-Bum: out of the way peasant or we’ll kill you. Who do you think you are to challenge the mad hatters gang? Kun-Ti-Face: yeah you!! We’ll slap you silly. Slap, slap. (Kun slaps you in the face arrogantly and laughs. His breath smells like eggs) now give me your money. Don’t make me hurt you some more!
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