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For years, Amanda, had been trying to entertain the masses, but to no avail
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| uh, you tried that last week Amanda | |
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| Touche. But I've got a ripper new idea, so now I can finally have something on that bitch Lassie | |
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When Amanda explained the idea of i [heart] rock to the little girl, she knew something had to be done
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| Would you care to come to the graveyard with me for a friendly luncheon? | |
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| *sigh* You know I still have issues about 'Pet Cemetary'. But who am I to refuse free food? | |
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With Amanda killed, the little girl assumed her identity and created...i [heart] rock. Lassie attended the funeral. And laughed.
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