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| Her Chet, I have a towel you can--why, you big, fat asshole! You killed my brother! | |
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| ¡Ah mi dios! It was an accident. I thought he was charging and old habits die hard. | |
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| Heh-heh-heh, doze were some pretty crazy times. | |
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| And then while we were waiting for the coroners, you tried to milk him! | |
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| Hey, ju know me, I'll suck anything...or at least anything that dispenses milk. | |
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| He was a guy, Matador. That wasn't a big teet you were trying to milk. | |
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