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we didn't have a holy hand grenade
Death awaited us all, with nasty, big, pointy teeth. (opens in a new window)
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Oh, go and change your armor.
'Tis merely a flesh wound...
Run away! Run away!
anything to do with Monty Python and the Holy Grail kicks ass. Good Job guys.