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    • It’s a mod, mod, mod, mod world.

      Mod motto: “What, Me Worry?”

      Cook: “You bastards! You vicious, heartless bastards! Look what you’ve done to him! He’s worked his fingers to the bone to make this place what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt — this fine, honorable man, whose boots you are not worthy to kiss! Oh, it makes me mod. Mod.”

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