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| None of this makes any sense. You all can't be my father. | |
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| The real truth is that your mother was a nun who worked in an insane asylum. | |
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| We were all inmates there. Then one dark and stormy night... | |
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| AUUUGH! You've reduced my life to a cheap horror movie. THAT'S IT! I'M OUTTA HERE! | |
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| Wait, I'm just getting to the good part. Let me at least tell you about the whipped cream and the gerbils. | |
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