A large pot-bellied, cigar
chomping Builder looks at Y/you.
"We is still workin on dis...come
back later when We has the urts cleaned out"
He turns back to the Gorean Construction Company (Webpage Division) and gets the Men back to work
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"Thor Damned Urts are evrywhere"
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"wooo hoooooo! you'll never get us all"