I barge into your office with my gun slung over my shoulder and my other hand dragging a bloody head across the room. I throw the alien head onto your desk a blood splatters everywhere found another damn three-legged green giraffe tryna' eat us. these bastards are lucky I can't get to 'em all or they'd all be lit on fire by now. I lean against the wall and cross my arms, blood smudged across my face as I smirk at you yo, wassup boss?
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