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| Jesus! Thank God you've appeared! What should I do! My life is one endless bout of depression after another! I have no reason to live! | |
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| Well my son.. if thou shouldst take thine own life, thou wouldst spend eternity in Heaven by my Father's side. | |
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| My God, you're right! Weezy, here I come! | |
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| Ha... they fall for that one every time. | |
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| Don't they have air conditioning? Heaven's a little warmer than I expected... | |
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