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| Now that I am k-k-k-king...I must m-m-make a b-b-big speech...but I st-st-st-st-st-st... | |
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| No! I st-st-st-stammer! And you must h-h-help me learn how to sp-sp-sp-sp-sp-sp... | |
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| Spackle? Spin-kick? Spear fish? Speed read? Spay or neuter a cat? | |
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| Your husband must be a wonderful speech teacher. I've never heard Bertie scream and curse so fluently. | |
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| Speech teacher? He's here to fix the toilet, fuckhead! | |
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