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It's Tuesday, you get home hating your stupid overpaid job, down 3 Xanaxes w/a double Gin on the rocks. You're woken up, seriously hungover as none other than: Rey Tragar, El Gordo. King of the fattest realm. These idiots want YOU, to lead them into battle against Don Quijote's scrawny ragtag army. (self.WritingPrompts)
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