scandal: .. I am the scandal of worms.. worms and lice are my feet.. a foot scandal mine.. foot lice.. this is war, aleister ..
aleister: the war of many shoes and trench soldiers.. I was a trench soldier mine.. a war mine.. this list goes on.. list list o' list.. if thou didst ever thy dear father love..
scandal: yes father.. o' god..
aleister: no.. the matin grows near.. out out breath candle..
scandal: a whick gone.. o' memory!...
aleister: meet Laertes .. meet Laertes..
scandal: Laertes.. mee... mee. mee. wo is .. where is .. who is.. ahh.. I know Laertes...
aleister: but their is another.. a cool cat.. who is hamlet.. pre-crisis..
scandal: their was.. a crisis?..
aleister: the compassionate hunt is the work of hamlet..
scandal: and the compassionate hunt leads to the crisis..
aleister: yess.. yess. we have a new enemy.. compassion... as Nietzsche has pre-spoken the true element of truest sword pity.. you are very wise in the way of teenage girls..
scandal: as a little girl I was friends four years old with another four year old girl named Emily gunbunny...
aleister:... ahhh.. agghhh.. the glowworm grows near.. meet hamlet .. o' Ophelia mine...
scandal: FATHER!!!....
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