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| Hey Bistre! What's the matter? | |
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| Today is my brother's and my birthday. I'm nine decades and he is a century. | |
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| Wow you old bag of dirt! That old octopus I met wasn't even that old. | |
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| Does that lousy good-for-nothing multicultural guy think I can't here him. | |
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| Well... ahh... happy birthday then. | |
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