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OBG - Sorry. I don't think I'll be letting you fight for me. You have made your choice, now you must live with your decision. You flip/flop too much. I need players who are loyal. You seem to be more like a child in a toy store. I cannot trust you. You are now a target. I have given your scent to the Hounds of Hell, and they are now tracking you. Their braying is getting louder. Do you hear it? They are coming for you, OBG. Your betrayal is soon to be paid for in pain and suffering. You do not have much time.
Somebody start the pipes and let's go!
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