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Tell that to him. Likewise. Will you knock it off? This is insane! I'm going back to the scrapbook. This is Slithe. Like all mutants, he can get a little unnerved at times. Or completely terrified. I wouldn't understand that feeling. I can't say the same for others in this room. Courage in the face of the impossible is for fools, idiots, and dead men. Just what are you saying? Do you really need me to spell it out? |
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Panthro, how about a truce? Cheetara is right. Okay. Truce for now. For now. Thank you. With that out of the way, let's turn to this picture. This is Slithe being blinded by something. The wind probably caught Mumm-Ra's skirt. That was a visual image I did not need, Panthro. But thank you anyway. You're very welcome. This truce is already degenerating. |
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Victory? No, this is in a cave. Clautrophobia? NO!!! Lion-O was outside fighting Jackalman. Oh, okay. THAT cave. And remember how you both worked together? We both passed out. We kind of did that together. What does this conversation have to do with anything? I'm trying to remind you two that you're a great team when you stop this petty rivalry. Anyway, this is Slithe completely and utterly hopeless. He's realized he's about to suffocate in a cave with Monkian, Panthro, and Tygra. That was also my expression. No, your expression was more like "Air! Need air!" And yours was any different? I don't know. I didn't have a mirror. |
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