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| All right! My groupies are here! Hope one of them brought some Cruex. | |
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| Jesus, we are here for you in your final hours. | |
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| Be calm and rejoice, my children... | |
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| But it's such a shame he has to die! | |
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| Well maybe I wouldn't if you had brought a ladder and a pair of pliers! | |
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| You stole that from Sam Kinison! | |
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