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| Now just simmer down there, boy...The reason I pulled ya over is because thar's a horrible odor coming from your vee-hicle... | |
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| Oh, that's just me, you insipid imbecile. | |
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| So I smell. And don't get smart with me, Fat Boy! Hey, what the hell you wearin' a clown outfit fer anyhow? | |
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| I seem to have misplaced my pirate outfit, you brainstemmed fascist. Oh! My valve! | |
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| Heh, heh, heh! Hey, Jeb! Looks like we'll get that new courthouse yet! Yee-haw! | |
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