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sly picked up his Tell Phone. he called bently.

"BENTLY! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!!?!?!?!??!?! SHIT!!! BEWNTLEY!!"

"sly, it--was the goddamned japenese."

"WHAT!??"

"sly, it aint 2007 anymore. it 1942."

"WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWAHT THE FUCK!?" sly said.

"they think that we were betrayed."

"it was murry."

"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOO!! SHIT!! He ran away when the dimenshoins got fucked up."

"why the fuck didn;'t you stop him?!?"

"THE FUCKING SAFE HOUSE WAS DESTROUYED.

"no..." sly hwispered.

"I thought you knew."

"I am gonna fuck that fat shitcake murry up."