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You might find that annoying pal, but I bet you weren’t forced into existence by self-defence manslaughter. And I’m being forced to wait for the guy who defended himself so I can punish him for it. Seriously? He was defending himself, but I have to punish him. But I have to it as it’s the reason for my existence. And this head of mine is extremely heavy as well, like it’s made of steel or something.
It’s tough all over, chief. Me, I’m trying to track down this teenage girl carrying God/my boss so I can wake her up if she gets herself killed.
Look, bud, I have problems of my own. I’m busy running from this police woman who seems to absolutely hate my guts for some reason. I also keep bumping into this mailman who keeps vanishing into thin air.
Huh? That’s one odd woman. I, like the first person, am also looking for my daughter, coincidentally named Cheryl. All I’ve meet so far is a rude cop named Cybil, a high-schooler named Michelle, who disappeared and was replaced by a goth teenager named Dahlia who thinks she’s my wife. And as if that wasn’t enough, an old couple is in my house and claim that they’ve lived there for 14 years.
Maybe that girl knows where I can find an almost white-haired woman in a dark blue dress, likes to tell people they’re going to hell.
That’s nice and all, but I’m trying to figure out what happened to this girl I pulled out of a house fire.
What a coincidence, I’m looking for my neighbour. She’s called Eileen, and I hoped a hole in my apartment would lead me to her, and all I found so far is a giant model of her head. What the hell?
I wish I could help you two out, but I’m looking for my little brother, Josh.
No, but have you seen my wife? Her name is Mary. She died some time ago, but I got a letter from her…