(One careful, mouth-avoiding kiss for Kor out of spite.)

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I WILL KILL YOU, YOU WARBLING ARSE FACE! I hopE YOU CHOKE ON YOUR EMBOUCHURE! GET YOUR FILTHY FLUTE-SUCKING LIPS OFF ME! I’LL KILL YOU! I’LL WEDGE A CLARINET IN YOUR URETHRA! I HOPE YOU DIE IN A HARPSICHORD ACCIDENT! HELP! HEEELPPP!!!  

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