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So this group of barking moonbats went to teach Barclay's a lesson because they're all corporationy in their corporation building.

Then we arrived at our destination: the capitalist concentration of Canary Wharf in London’s Docklands. And it was here that things began to go wrong.
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What began as yelling and shrieking soon turned to nervous whispering as one thought struck everyone in unison. Everyone, that is, except Blonde Leader.
By now whipped up into near-hysteria, she mounted a lone charge on the security barrier, only to be held back by the guards.

And what was the problem that the lead moonbat didn't see?

Suddenly, her resistance faded and her face began to flush. We were in the wrong skyscraper. Barclays HQ was two minutes down the road.

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