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| My co-workers call me "Boy", "Junior", "Kid", "Sonny" and "Young One". | |
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| And they've named me "Curly", "Big Guy", "Dinglefritz", "Skippy", "Kiddo" and "Wingnut". | |
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| But I've never been called "Blessed Child Of The Holy Sun That Lights The Path Of The True And Bold". | |
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| Ok, I've never been called those other things either. I live in a condemned shoe factory ten miles out of town and eat squirrels. | |
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