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| Don't tell me. Let me guess. You're another one of my personalities, right? | |
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| Don't be silly Dave. I'm Doctor Horsefeathers, your Psychiatrist away from home. | |
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| @$#!%@ YOU! I don't need no %#$@#%$ shrink. What I need is to be left the %#$%@$# alone! | |
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| Ah. Tourette Syndrome. This is going to be more interesting than I thought. | |
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| So what do I have to do to get rid of you? | |
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| Well. This is the tropicss. I thought we might start by swimming with some harmless stingrays... | |
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