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Mr. Wonderful
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| But, what if my head fell off, Puggy? What then? Huh, Puggy? Huh? | |
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| Debbie... for the last time...I've asked you not to call me "Puggy." | |
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| Lady, may I please call you "Puggy"? Puggy won't let me call her that anymore. | |
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| Miss, I think you'd better just go home and stop bothering strangers on the street. | |
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| Hi, this is Edna. I'm not home right now, so please leave a message. *BEEEEEEEP* | |
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| BUT, WHAT IF MY HEAD FELL OFF, PUGGY--I mean, Eh...Ehhh... Ehhhdddd...nnnn... nnnnnnggghhh... | |
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| Mister, may I please speak to Puggy? I need to talk to her real, REAL bad! | |
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| DAMN IT, DEBBIE--uh, look...my wife's name is Edna. EDNA! NOT...not "Puggy." OKAY? | |
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| ...and, but, what if my head fell off? Huh? What then? Huh, Mister? What then? Huh? What-- | |
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| PUGGY!!! PUGGY!!! WHAT IF MY-- | |
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| DAMN IT, DEBBIE, YOUR FUCKING HEAD ISN'T GOING TO FALL OFF!!! AND STOP CALLING ME "PUGGY"!!! | |
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| It's still there! But for HOW LONG? OH, IF ONLY PUGGY...but...she says she ISN'T Puggy...am I losing my mind? | |
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| Are you still mad at me, Puggy? Because, what if my head-- | |
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| Debbie, I've called some...people. They're going to take you on a niiice, looong vacation. | |
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| PUGGY!!! PUGGY!!! HEEEELLLP!!! | |
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| You're allowed to make one phone call, ma'am. | |
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| Oh, I've got to call Puggy! She'll know what to do! | |
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| PUGGY!!! HELP!!! THE BAD MEN DON'T CARE IF MY HEAD FALLS OFF!!! NOT LIKE YOU DO-- | |
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| What? You don't want to have sex AGAIN? FUCK! This "Debbie" thing is RUINING OUR LIVES! | |
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| PUGGY!!! They let me come HOME, Puggy!!! But I came HERE instead, cuz I just KNEW you'd want to-- | |
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| GET AWAY FROM ME!!! I HATE YOU, DEBBIE!!! I HATE YOU!!! I HATE YOU!!! I HAAAAAAATE YOOOOOOOOU!!! | |
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| Debbie, wait. I'm...I'm sorry. | |
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| ...and I get to stay with Puggy ALL DAY now in case my head falls off, and ALL NIGHT, too! Isn't it wonderful, Mister? Huh, Mister? Huh? Huh? | |
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| Debbie, let's...let's wait till Ed's OFF the toilet, okay? | |
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--- Legend, oh legend, the third wheel legend...always in the way.
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