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... ou candy" type. The "I fought a dragon with a toothpick and actually won" type.
He stood behind the wooden podium, his voice magically amplified to shake the entire building, recounting some war story that had already gone on for forty-five solid minutes.
"AND THEN!"
The Vice-Principal roared, slamming his wrinkled fist down onto the podium hard enough to make the wood crack straight down the middle.
"I RIPPED THE HORN OFF THE ARCH-DEMON! WITH MY TEETH! BECAUSE BO ...
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