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| I didn't get a ticket for DJ Dan. My life is over. I must. Take more pills. Do you have my pills? | |
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| I need to party. I lost my drugs. Oh no. I need drugs. Otherwise the world will find out that I have done so many drugs that I can't think anymore. I'm going to do something smart for the scene. | |
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| I wonder if this guy realizes he is talking to a squirrel. | |
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| I'm going to build a new venuuueeee........do you want to help me, little man? You look smart you can help me! | |
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| People are really absurd. | |
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