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It was a sad day for the Smoking Tires and the entire Sikret Family. The sky was dark and it was raining.

Phalus: I... I can't believe it... After so many years... After so many battles...



Phalus: And now you're dead... You sacraficed yourself, so we could live... But what is life without you? Oh, Buce...



Phalus: If only you gave yourself up to the TSPD in the first place, none of this would have happen, you'd still be here...

Sikret: Wait, but if he died, protecting our escape, how did we get his Armur, cape and Shpear?



Phalus: Shut up, Sikret. It's not time for stupid questions, it's time for sadness... It's time for mourning... It's... It's time for...



Buce, Phalus and Sikret: Prima aprilis!



Phalus: laughing Neigh, if you could see their faces!

Buce: laughing Absolutely priceless.

Sikret: laughing Nearly shed a tear, laughing.



Buce: Man, we need to do repeat it next year.

Phalus: Nay, a joke told too many times stops being funny.

Sikret: So we'll need to think of something else. Maybe this time it'll be my burial?

Phalus: Are you even listening to me?