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| So you're not gonna come hunting with me? | |
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| No. I said I've got things to do. Besides, I really didn't like it when you took me hunting that one time. | |
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| You didn't like it? Jesus H. Christ on a popsicle stick. What are you, Bobby...some kind of pussy? | |
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| So just because I don't enjoy slaughtering animals, that makes me some kind of weakling... | |
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| You go and have a good time, Bubba. Try not to accidentally shoot one of your hunting buddies like last time, ok? | |
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