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| Okay, my dog is dead after eating my ex-boyfriend's thumb. | |
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| Jimmy, the boy I secretly have a crush on, has gone on a date with Wade's adopted sister. | |
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| I'm practically failing my night school courses. And I'm broke. | |
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| Janine, dear, the doctor called with your test results. You have an inoperable brain tumour. Sorry, dear. | |
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