Death the Kid: YOU CAN'T SAY SEVEN! SAY EIGHT, DAMMIT! EIGHT IS BETTER! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO CUT THE NUMBER SEVEN IN HALF AND MAKE IT SYMMETRICAL! IT HAS TO BE EIGHT INSTEAD! EIGHT CUT IN HALF VERTICALLY OR HORIZONTALLY STAYS PERFECTLY SYMMETRICAL! (Breaks down and starts whimpering) I beg you, please say eight. I'm begging you
Soul: ................. Dude, seriously, what the f**k is wrong with you. Are you mentally challenged or something
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Soul: ................. Dude, seriously, what the f**k is wrong with you. Are you mentally challenged or something
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Black Star: And thats how I let him get away
Death: Black Star, I have never, and I mean never, wanted to hit a little kid as much as you
Black Star: ....... So your not here to reward me? Well, thats okay, I'm hear to reward you (Holds out sheet of paper with his name on it) It's an autograph from me
Death: (Hits Black estrela in the face) I f**king hate you, Black Star. I really do. Go die. Seriously, go f**king die
(And........ I got nothing else............ So yeah.................. That's about it................... Well, that's mah mama................................................. I'll be going now)
Death: Black Star, I have never, and I mean never, wanted to hit a little kid as much as you
Black Star: ....... So your not here to reward me? Well, thats okay, I'm hear to reward you (Holds out sheet of paper with his name on it) It's an autograph from me
Death: (Hits Black estrela in the face) I f**king hate you, Black Star. I really do. Go die. Seriously, go f**king die
(And........ I got nothing else............ So yeah.................. That's about it................... Well, that's mah mama................................................. I'll be going now)