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| Hey, dickhead! How's it hangin'? | |
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| Low and to the left, Mutherfucker. | |
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| I hope your not busy 'cause we got a full night ahead of us. After dinner, your gonna sit in front of me and get nicely toasted while I regal you with tales of ironic young folk. | |
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| Beauty! Mr. TV, you're the only one that loves me. | |
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