Some Ninja dude killed Olaf.
My years of hating and planning and everything else, and he's not even killed by me.
I chased that stupid ninja and gored him to death.
There's no point in living if there is no Olaf to Hate.
Then again, there is cake.
My name is Omar the Bold, and I hate the late Olaf the Bald.
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