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| Son, I brought you to this museum to tell you that I found that blunt you had hidden in your bedroom. | |
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| DAD! I don't appreciate you going through my things! The only reason I smoke dope is so I can be more like you! | |
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| You little shit... More like me? That blunt was coated with codeine. The only thing I ever coat my blunts with is honey. I don't approve of any codeine activity. | |
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| I love you son. I truly cherish our relationship. | |
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| I love you, dad! Thank you for introducing me to the love of my life... Ms. Mary Jane. | |
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