"I open my home to you for your shopping needs.
I hand select the best items from the shadiest of flea markets.
You, STEAL from me...
And now you dare come back, to steal some more?!?
I...I HATE you... I HATE YOU, THIEF!
DIE!!!!!"
The fate of those who steal from Grits, the bowl of grits that is a shopkeeper.
He puts his everything into defending his store.
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areoants for helping out with the Balloon-Dex.
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