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| Just call me Lash Bringol! | |
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| Lash? Who the hell is Lash? | |
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| Why should I call you Lash? Never heard of 'em. | |
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| Lash! Lash Larue, you little asshole. Now be on your way before I get my whip out. | |
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Bringol realizes it's a lost cause.
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| I better get out of here. These old dudes are nuts. | |
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| Kids are dumb. Never heard of Lash Larue. Let me get home and call Ron. At least I can speak with someone who knew my man. | |
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