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| Hey, man! Why don't you get a job somewhere, so I don't have to look at you on the street anymore! | |
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| You seriously think it's that easy? I'm drunker than Donald Trump after a stockmarket crash, for cryin' out loud! | |
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| Come on! I'm sure you could find someone who'd hire you. There's a guy on the street over there. He's wearing a business suit. Go talk to him! | |
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| Okay, but I'm telling you, I'm bad at stuff like this... | |
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| Excuse me, sir. I was wondering if you could possibly let me rummage through your pockets. Oh, sorry about that. I had a bean burrito for breakfast today. | |
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