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One night, in Craig and Kyle's room...
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| Goodnight Clarisse, Jesus Compels you. | |
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| Goddamit Kyle, shut the fuck up before I kill you and chop you up into little pieces, take your picture, and send it to consumption junction. | |
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| Hey look, my hand is almost on my crotch... | |
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| I want you to have anal sex with me, in my butt chin | |
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| I thought you'd never ask. | |
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