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| One of those wonderful [[Malton Rangers]], {{ht|Lord Awesome|Noah}} works to prevent the rise of the undead. {{ht|Referring to Noah, in this case (duh)|He}} stalks the shadows of the suburbs, taking {{ht|KABOOM!|potshots}} at anything that {{ht|Zombies for those of you who didn't pass kindergarten|moves but doesn't breathe}}. Who knows where {{ht|Referring to Noah once again|he}} is, who knows where {{ht|Still referring to Noah|he}} goes{{ht|probably a bar|,}} who knows what {{ht|This time we are referring to George W. Bush, jk, still referring to Noah|he}} does with {{ht|This one is Noah too|his}} free time{{ht|Ew...Not that you sicko|,}} other than drink beer and hang out with chicks{{ht|As we all know, this is the only way to spend the apocalypse|.}}
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| {{Malton Rangers}}
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| It's time for some fun{{ht|glug glug glug|.}}{{ht|KABOOM!|.}}{{ht|Oh Yeah!|.}}
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| ==Yes!==
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| {{Calculus}}
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