Well, sorry, but when we see five weirdos dressed in togas, stabbing a man in the middle of the park in front of a full view of 100 people, we shoot the bastards. That's our policy.
A parachute not opening ... that's a way to die. Getting caught in the gears of a combine ... having your nuts bit off by a Laplander ... that's the way we wanna go.
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