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| My name is Morgan. I'm society's martyr. I'm perfect looking but I'm dangerously psychotic. | |
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| My name is Stephanie. Yes, I'm a cyborg. I'm running for Congress and I love dangerous psychotics. | |
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| Stephanie, your cybernetic body is really turning me on. I must make mad, passionate whoopie with you immediately. | |
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| Well, alright, but I must warn you ... I have my period (meaning that I'm leaking transmission fluid all over the carpet) | |
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| Does it bother you that I've murdered a dozen or so worthless people? | |
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| Somehow, I've morphed into a fat cop. And why would it bother me? Oh, just shut up and fuck me, Jesus! Was Jesus a pedophile, too, I wonder ... | |
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