We will celebrate by running you over! TRAMPLETRAMPLETRAMPLE!

*Tramples over the lot of you.*
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*Picks up your eye and runs away with it.* TRAMPLETRAMPLETRAMPLE!

Only if we can trample them too.

None of them match.
*Wearing the socks stolen from Derrick J. Wyatt.*
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*The rhinos stampede across your planet in triumph.*
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We know something worse: our feet! Observe! *Runs you over.*
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*Steals all of your newspapers, digital or otherwise.*
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As punishment, we shall smash you down!
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*Performs "Riverdance" in celebration.*
STOMPSTOMPSTOMP!

Then Transform into a not-a-walrus! TRAMPLETRAMPLETRAMPLE!

You ARE the WALRUS! TRAMPLETRAMPLETRAMPLE!

It's hard to spell correctly when no one has fingers.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rtXw4Aj80pY

Play

Thou shalt be trampled, morning, evening, and night, without complaint, and when thou hast been completely trampled, thou shalt be trampled more, for dust thou art, and the rhinos shall return you to dust. TRAMPLETRAMPLETRAMPLE!

Allow us to give you our customary, manditory greeting:

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You are unworthy. We vote for the purple-haired girl. TRAMPLETRAMPLETRAMPLE!

*Eats the chocolate and the cookies, pops the balloons, and then they run over you.*

We want more!
Give!
GIVE!

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If that is the case, then we will act like children. We will run you down, and steal your desk!
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That we ran over it.