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| Romeo, doth thine ever question thine sexuality? | |
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| Not a chance. Why do you ask these questions, Juliet? | |
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| Oh, I hath meant...doth thine ever imagine if...thine knows....you prefer other male squirrels? Like thine best chum with whom thou art currently sitting on thine bench with? | |
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