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| i want the good stuff, you are the chemist right? | |
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| that's right, i mix the chemicals. designer stuff is my forte | |
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| what happened to your head, dude? | |
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| just shut up and give me the money | |
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with disasterous consequences
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| sweet dude, i gotta go w@#k up | |
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| little does he know, one hit and he will become a lizard too | |
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