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September 26, 2005

Ted: Feeding the Stadium

No way out. Again. I may have to rethink this whole super-hunter lifestyle one of these days. Really, what does it matter that my family has served the Chair for hundreds of years. Sometimes it is just too much to ask. Last time, I only got out by sacrificing a toe. This time, they want a little more. What will it be? An arm, maybe. At least then I could retire. Oh, shit, that was close. Sorry lads, you can't have THAT. I still need to sire another generation don't I? Sometimes it sucks being the damn Chairman's ingredient collector.

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