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Chorus: A little while either before or after that... know one knows for sure... the chorus drank a bottle of vodka...
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| Peace out like a girl scout *dies* | |
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| DAmn you Tibult/Colin... now I will have to murder you b/c you killed Mercutio/Nick... ok its really cus ur not wearing any pants which scares me... | |
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| I am Prince Fonzie and I am Exiling you Jared! | |
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| NOOO! That means no more sex.. and pie!! | |
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| AHHH! anything but that! I'd rather marry the Priest.. you know, we are cousins from Alambama...I love my Jared.. There must be a way.. let's ask the preist and do him... | |
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| Jared was exiled.. now you have no choice but to marry Kieth... | |
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