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How exactly are you planning on making me pay? You're behind a computer. You remind me of one those little asshole dogs in a box that barks like crazy. You're big enough to know that idle impotent threats are not effective. There is no legal way you can bother me because that will open up access to some pieces of information that I have not been able to get yet. I'm sure all "your people" have already told you to shut the fuck up. So what exactly do you think you're going to be able to do to make me and Mr. Peabody pay? I'm thinking pretty much nothing. Grrrr!
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