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[Oct. 26th, 2007|12:45 pm] |
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He may have billions of soldiers clad in mithrill and kevlar, the best elite personal guard, stone walls that touch the sky, an arsenal of nukes and missiles, the best combat training, all the money in the world, but, if he neglects such a simple task as to hire a food taster, he's mine! |
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