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(To the tune of "Friends" theme song) So no one told you life was gonna be this way. Your job’s to poke undead with stakes ’til they dust away. It’s like you’re always stuck doing kicks and flips mid-air. And you might die today, this week, this month ... you’ve died twice already, my dear, but We’ll be there for you, when apocalyptic rains start to pour. We’ll be there for you, when the Hellmouth opens like a sore. We’ll be there for you, ’cause you’re there for us, too.
There’s no denying (...)