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Originally Posted by Suzy Creamcheese
Nah. You ain't a true man till you've beaten a Deathclaw to the ground using naught but your knuckles, naked as day with your unmentionables majestically swaying in the wind.
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You do that. I'll just pick you off from five miles away with my Anti-Material rifle with exploding rounds while you futilely try to banzai charge me.