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| It was a dark and stormy night. Rain poured out of the sky like tears from Dave's eyes after a date... | |
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| Suddenly a shot rang out! | |
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| You're not on SternShrine picking on Dave are you? | |
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| Not yet. But I'm getting there. | |
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| 'cause you need to cut the guy some slack you know. | |
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