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tHe CrOw

Caw, caw, caw. With beady eyes and pointed beak, I know your secrets. I pick the bones of your soul and devour your sin. I am the immortal, I am the unstoppable. I am the god of your blackest nightmare. I shall make you and destroy you. You are the boy and I am the man. I shall gnaw your face off and laugh as you decay. I can never die. For I am your indestructible tormenter. Caw caw caw.

Argghh...ay, it is a piratey time here on Monkey Island, where everything is a Big Whoop. Seen Guybrush Threepwood lately? Arrgghh...no. He is dead. Dead? Ay. How? Murray gnawed off his shins. Ah, tis be the way to go. Ay.

Crow, quit yer yackin'. You're not the only one that's going to live forever. Give it a rest, Jes..uhh...Lucifer. Oh, speaking of the devil, Satan wants ya again. Oh, and crow, we need more grog!

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary. Da da da.

Get your own grog, you platters of chicken bones. Ahem...yes, my dark lord?

Yes, Satan is a red moon. Where the hell have you been?

CROW, MY MOST TRUSTED MINION, SOMETHING MUST BE DONE. THERE IS A WEBSITE, DREAM VISIONS INC. IT IS...HELPING PEOPLE. IT MUST BE DESTROYED! CAN YOU DO THIS CROW? I CAN'T STAND FOR PEOPLE TO BE HELPED! THEY'RE HELPING OLD LADIES OVERCOME THEIR FEAR OF BEARDS. WHAT SHALL WE DO? OH, OH?

*Watch as the crow concentrates. He is a pillar of strength. What beady determination!*

(Crow does not answer. He is in silent contemplation. Shall he betray his best friend, Dr. Dave to please his dark lord? Or will he help Dr. Dave? Click here for the exciting conclusion!)

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