FUCK YA CHICKEN STRIPS — RAID

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JACOB WICKLIFF CORLEONE

Upon seeing the Astral Seraph, a wide smile spread across Jacob's maw despite his tears and his attention shifted from Pincher for a moment. "Bast! 'S good ta' see ya'. N' tha' ain't true, Pinch is a real wonderful man. I love 'im a whole lot. I know ya' might see tha' right now 'cause he's attackin' ya' n' everythin' so tha' might look kinda' bad but he's real sweet n' nice, I swear. I think if you two jus' sat down n' got ta' know each other, ya' might get along real well," he answered hopefully. Did he actually think that? Not particularly but he liked to be optimistic and he wanted his fiance to be friends with his friends so here he was. "Actually, ya' know what? I think ya' should come ta' our wedding! It'd be a real good time for ya' ta' see us n' I've wanted ta' come n' catch up with ya' anyway. Jersey is already in the wedding so I don' see what the problem would be ta' have another uh... ascendant with us. Besides, you're my friend n' I want ya' there." At this point he glanced towards Pincher and spkoe in a slightly louder voice. "And seein' as I made my way all the way 'ere ta' help my fiance from killin' himself, I think I deserve at least one guest tha' I wanna invite outside ah' Typhoon. I mean, really, I got three bad legs. I coulda' killed myself comin out 'ere, for all anyone knows."

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