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| I feel guilty about being mean to Jim...but after getting fired, it's the only way I know to bolster my low self-esteem. | |
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| I'm Jim's boss. You wanted to speak with me? | |
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| Yes, I think that you should fire that brain-damaged retard! I could barely understand his slurred speech! And, uh, I don't think he should be handling food! | |
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| (sigh) You're the third complaint this week. I guess I'll have to let the poor bastard go. | |
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| JIM...NOT UNDERSTAND. JIM...TRY HARD. JIM...TRY REAL HARD. (drool) | |
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| Lord, please don't send me to Hell for this! I'm good most of the time! | |
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