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| Hi Stan, I didn't expect to see you again after they took you away last week... What's that smell? Is that you? | |
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| Yea, it's me. They put a lot of perfume on me. ... well not so much on me as IN me. | |
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| What the hell kinda test is that!?! | |
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| I think they're trying to make a better smelling corpse. | |
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| Wow. Here dude, have my bananna. You've earned it. | |
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| No thanks, everything tastes like Giorgio now. | |
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