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| So, D'Ameeks, you're trying to tell me that if everyone in the class gets a 10% on the final, the whole class gets an A? | |
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| Exactly! So just sign this contract that I whipped up. | |
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| Now if I'm a total cock and don't sign it, then you're all screwed. | |
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| Fuck that! Shit, dude! If you don't fuckin' do it, I'll fuck you up! Just fuckin' sign the fuckin' thing. | |
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| Oh yes! Everybody needs me! I'm finally getting the attention I deserve! The bigger dick I am, the bigger my dick becomes! | |
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| Carlson, seriously, sign it. I tell you what. If you sign it, I'll share my stash of weed with you and we can smoke it up together. It'll be rebellious. | |
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