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Mr. Wonderful
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| First, we eat the Mexican food. | |
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| Then we come in here and "take" a shit. | |
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| It smells real good, too! Especially mine! | |
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| Then we put the doodies in people's food when they aren't looking. | |
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| And that's how "Surprise Enchilada Day" was born! | |
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| What are you doing, dear? It's a bit past your -- | |
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| Shut up, Mom, or the tiny Mel Gibsons won't appear. | |
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| Any second now, my whole desk will be crawling with 'em. | |
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| Mom, your persistent interference hurts birds in space. | |
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| Vote for me or I will DESTROY you! | |
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| Clearly, you are unprepared to support any of your positions in this debate -- | |
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| Shut up or I will DESTROY you! | |
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| Well, the votes are in -- you lost by a landslide. | |
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| Have sympathy sex with me or I will DESTROY you! | |
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| Nell tay WEE ERNA KINE, Buh-ho-da-may! Hawsie may tinah weel SPEAR mah BUTT-HOE! | |
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| For GOD'S SAKE, Nell -- would you PLEASE SHUT UP about that time you FUCKED A HORSE! | |
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| Nell gone go bay hi TAY-DA-HAY! Me nah erna kine hay summa GOOBAH SLOBBAH! | |
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| Err, pardon me, miss...did you just offer me a free blow job? | |
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| OH, gonna HAY bee nah-nah DOO-DAH, Foogah-doogah-may! Erna tay FUPPY-MUPPY way! | |
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| SA DA TE, Tippie Tai! Sine your pitty on the runny kine, and cole me down on the PANNY sty! | |
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| Well, one more SHIT Christmas to flush down the fucking toilet of life. FUCK, I hate little kids more every fucking year... | |
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| You're the one who wanted to be Santa Claus. Can't really blame anybody but yourself -- | |
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| Hey, FUCK YOU, BITCH! YOU'RE the one who pushed me into it because the idea of FUCKING SANTA CLAUS got you all WET! | |
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| Why, you fucking BASTARD! I was the only one who would TOUCH your fat, hairy, zit-ridden, cottage-cheese ASS, you FUCKER!!! | |
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| Santa -- I'm really your illegitimate son. You see, Mrs. Claus fucked a reindeer, and -- | |
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| Well, that fucking figures. But at least now I don't feel so guilty about humping Shelley Winters back in 1957. | |
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--- Legend, oh legend, the third wheel legend...always in the way.
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