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There's a fuckin' stink in the air 'round 'ere, an' it smells of light monsters. An' if there's anythin' I 'ate more than soul eatin' monsters, it's fuckin' morons who've got more justice than balls and brains. So, if there's any left, I'd like ta go a few rounds with one. Assumin' ya all ain't a buncha fuckin' pussies.

Oh, an' Shades, I think we've got one bit of business left.