April 15th, 2010. On a taxing, third straight counteroffensive, and with the collected field of combatants fatigued, and uniformed in commemorative camouflage, the rattled snakes were finally driven out of Traffic Town and back across the Arizona border. Another late push by the Darger ground forces, led by the long-range ordnance of Number 42, outflanked the snake-eyed militia. Still later, with a nail and crossfire tactic, Numbers 42 and 42 broke down the arched, bunkered, barrier in the struggle's darkest hour, leveling the fight. That set the stage for the heroics of Number 42, who's signature battle operations left no doubt as to his true blue identity in the chaotic hostilities of this night's tributary indistinguishability. The troops will need to saltwater the seahorses and rotate the water cannons! A professional army of Giants is descending from the North Bay, armed to the teeth! W is for synthesis-sssssss!
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