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| Look dude, I'm sorry I screwed up your order, but I'm doing any jousting! I barely have time to smoke on my ten! | |
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| I care not for your excuses. You have offeneded my honor and my pallete, and I demand to be repaid... in your blood! | |
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| If you're that broken up about it, take it up with my manager. | |
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| If that is what it will take to regain my sullied honor, I shall cut him down instead of you, my pimple faced anatgonist! | |
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| All right, what's the problem here? | |
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| Zounds! He has a mechanical horse? Perhaps I should just take the pickles off... | |
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