I can't believe Ardus would nuke his own ma:eek::eek::eek:
Sadly, Marshy, i have plenty of cute wee dishes and your spoons decide to elope with them and adopt a veal calf.
I defend the hill with my schmexy Italian friends.
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I get the god father to send them on a hit man job! (sorry if thats sounds raceist)
then I defend the hill with a really old man with a rolled up newpaper and a nice lawn that he can yell at kids to get off of! xD
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Your old man gets into a fight with an even older man who has a cane, nothing can beat the cane.
I defend the hill with a flying car that has machine guns in the front, hahaha!
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I get kirby to go to the hill and eat your car!
now I defend the hill with a pineapple and a hammer!
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Some strange Italian plumber with amazing jumping capabilities dodges all the barrells your monkey can throw and then bashes Kong's head in with his wrench, because Mario is also a sick degenerate who likes to inflict pain.
I defend the hill with Jack and Jill and their pale of SULPHERIC ACID!
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Just as well i've got plenty of minions to send in first, it doesn't matter if they get melted hehehe
I defend the hill with an impenetrable forcefield powered solely by my own sense of smug awesomeness at blatantly winning by setting such a defense up. NOONE CAN STOP ME NOW HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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Okay. I'm bored now. The hill is not worth defending and I go home for my tea.
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I grab your cup of tea and splash it on your face and get you to blow up the force field with your army of tea cups!
I defend the hill with Sir Buzzkillington!
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