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| Whaddya got there Rusty? Looks like a bone. | |
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| My master, JB gave it to me just for letting him do unspeakable things to me. | |
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| So what's it like being JB's bitch? | |
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| No so bad if you don't mind walking bowlegged all the time and using large quantities of Listerine. | |
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| Man, if you could talk I bet there would be some stories to tell... | |
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| Got that right. To the RCMP to be precise. Carnal knowledge of animals is a felony everywhere in Canada except Quebeck | |
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