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| Hey, Peter, I can take you anywhere. Just say the word. | |
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| I'm jonesing for an Inn-and-Out burger, Lord. | |
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| Seriously. High mountains, kingdoms of the world, the whole megillah. | |
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| With double cheese and onion rings. | |
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| Heck, even Sherwood Forest! See, right here. Trees, Peter, think trees! | |
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| I want cholesterol and He gives me the fucking Miracle of the Popsicle Sticks. It figures. He's got wood on the brain. | |
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