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Originally Posted by Terdnado
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The sky darkens and all grows quiet... When suddenly a booming sound splits the clouds, A million terds rain from the heavens, splattering all across Norrath. The land is soaked in brown terd gravy. Nothing will grow here now, forever poisoned by the stench of the Terdnado. You look at your sword, now completely dulled from the sting of a thousand craps. Beg for mercy lest you get flushed into oblivion like the rest before thee.
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This is more like it. Your stories will be told beyond Qeynos Sewers.