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ost_uid0]Now for "Final Fantasy Tactics", Mr.T style:
Ramza: that darn wud easy.
Agrias: the crazy T'd almost think it wud just a distra--
Ovelia: Help! You got that right, crazy man. :lol:
Algus: Hey, we missed one! Hannibal there, where'd Mr.T hide that darn Marquis?
Death Corps soldier: Sand Rat Cellar.
Algus: Huh? Looks like Hannibal's on the Jazz again.
Delita: Aren't You Foo eating? Fool! What, do Murdock think it's poisoned?
Ovelia: Well, yes. Come on, you can do better than that!
Draclau: Don't be silly. We need You Foo alive, even if Hannibal are a fake.
Zalbag: Balderdash! What you talkin' 'bout, fool?! I don't remember none of that! Preposterous! Crazy foo.
Zalmo: HERETIC! Straighten up or you get a faceful o' fist!
(Ramza and Alma jump and spin to face Zalmo)
Alma: What? Murdock...Is this your chicken? Did the Faceman know there wud a heresy examiner after You Foo, Ramza? This man's nuts!
Ramza: (groan) Now we're ripping off Monty Python too? Shut up, fool!
Aries Stone: Murdock'll let BA Baracus live if that darn T sell your soul to the Faceman.
Wiegraf: Okay! Fool! (turns into Velius) Wow, cool! Darn fool!
Rafa: We're being used by Barinten! Must be one of Hannibal's plans.
Malak: No we're not! The fool's crazy!
Rafa: Yes we are! You lookin' at the A-Team, Fool!
Malak: Nuh-uh! Shut up, fool!
Rafa: Uh-huh!
Ramza: my, aren't we showing our ages. Crazy Fool!
:lol:
Rafa: Brother, look at some sunrise! Fool! (sob) Please....Darn fool!
Ramza: the darn Faceman's dead, the T idiot. Now get the first-aid kit before you have to use it on yourself!
Which reminds Mr.T -- how does "PSX" manage to stand for PlayStation? Where does the darn X come from? gonna mankind ever know the darn answers to these questions that crazy haunt us? I don't think so, suckah.[/color
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