My worst villager disliked work and running. I couldn't get her do stay anywhere or do anything more that once. When she came to age I kept her knocked up for the rest of her life. She died at 87, a master parent of 38 children. She would frustrate me so, I would throw her in the ocean again and again.
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Meddle not in the affairs of dragons; for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup!
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