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The Gardener
Impure mortal. Your degeneracy corrodes reality's weave.
Kenny Mccormick
Mmph mmph mm-mmph!
The Gardener
I shall purify your corrupted essence. Kneel.
Kenny Mccormick
Mmph mmph?
The Gardener
What... what manner of reality is this? These proportions defy physics.
Kenny Mccormick
Mmph mmph mmph.
Kenny Mccormick
Mmph mmph!
The Gardener
I... I need to fix myself first.