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"Can I still party with you guys? Sidhe banquets are BORING."
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"I still have a hard time thinking of myself as part of this lot. If I start acting like I think I'm better than everone else, just kill me right then and there."
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"Family. We know how to party, and we don't chicken out from a good fight. What's not to love?"
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"I wonder if they've realized their house seal looks like a pair of tits and a cunt. Fitting, really. Bunch of pussies."
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"These guys are allright. Brave, strong, and most of them know how to party. Shame about the permanent PMS, though. Seriously, guys, chill the fuck out."
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"We'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light, then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again."
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"You fuckers owe me a bicycle. Don't think I've forgotten. Seriously, what the fuck is your problem?"
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"Owe you one. You guys need a favor sometime, just let me know."
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"So you're dead. Boo-freaking-hoo. Do you have to be so emo about it? Live a little! Heh. So to speak."
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"So let me get this straight. You say you personally created the world? Wow. And here I thought the SIDHE were full of themselves! Yeah no, I don't buy it."
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