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| Ey, hand over da laptop there, Lucky, or yous gon' get hurt! | |
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| Over my cold, dead, Jewish hands, Smokeshow. Your robberies end here. | |
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| So after he stole my laptop, I ran him down with my Ferrari and then fucked a hot, blonde supermodel on his mother's bed. | |
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| It's stories like that which give me a raging hard on. | |
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| I can't go on like this anymore. I'm in love with another flightless bird. He's an ostrich. | |
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