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| Hey Jesus, what do you think of my oriffice? | |
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| Dear God in heaven, put it away in the name of my father! | |
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Jesus proceedes to throw up.
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| dont need to get all emotional | |
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| Look, get me down from here so i can run away screaming. | |
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Dash refuses, and gets turned into the pile of slag that he is
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| I may not have got down, but at least i can die in peace | |
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