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now THAT sounds like fun!
*Nails you to the ceilin' with long nails covered in oil an' covers the floor in small metal spikes,as you slowly slide down the razors an' slice open you realise that your commin' to the end of the nails....*SLIP!!*...you fall face down onto the spikes....but dont die yet...slowly you make you way over the spikes,each 1 diggin' in more then the last untill you get to the door an' open it.......*BAAAAAAAAAAAANG!!!* a nail bomb goes off in your face blowin' you back towards the window....you get up an' attempt to climb from said window....*SLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP* down comes the guilertine that replaces the glass an' off with your head*
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