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| Boy, I'm going to miss you, Captain Obvious. You've taken great care of us over the years. | |
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| Thanks, Obsequious Oscar, but times up and you should probably be going now. | |
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| Is there anything I can do for you to help out? You want me to sweep out the cells for you? I think that demon guy pooped in his and rubbed it on a calender. | |
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| Not neccessary, Oscar. I'll just be happy for you because you're free, albeit undeservedly. | |
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| This drafty prison air seems to be agreeing with you. Your skin looks great. Are you using a new shampoo, because it glistens in the little bit of light that gets in down here. | |
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| I'm going to turn around and walk toward the door in the hopes that you will follow me, forget that we are talking, and then continue walking away from me. | |
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