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| I gotch you covered, groooove man. | |
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Mr. Wilcox. Mr. Moyer (God?)
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| Just out of college, and I bet I can prove Beers wrong more than you can! | |
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| No way in Hell! I dominate you with my Godly aura (it would have been youth, but you have been out of college 1 month less than me!) | |
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