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| Make it quick, I've got a couple of fat german kids in the oven and I'm not sure if they're entirely dead yet. | |
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| I just want you to know, I no longer want to gorge myself on your tasty brains. | |
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| Really?! Why the hell not? Every day for the last week you've been telling me how delicious and juicy my brains are! | |
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| Damnit! You saw straight through my ruse as transparent as Chasey Lain's knickers. I lied. Give them to me | |
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