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What's little Cletus goin to do? Hmm? You trade our talismans as money, you depend on our machines. No, dear goy, you will continue to do nothing, for we have made every other choice a sentence of anachronistic misery or suppressive death. You will be restricted to hags while we continue to drink the delicious waters from cunny. You will die out while our teens have broods. You lost totally, fossil!