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| This can't be right. There's only supposed to be one of me. | |
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| Look at the date. It's 6-6-06. Weirdness shall abound today. | |
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A beautiful day for a neighbor...
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| I'm looking for Skipperman. I'm the new booker he hired to whip the locker room into shape. | |
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| For THAT I would take up wrestling. | |
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| Wrestling must have CHAOS in order to survive. | |
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| I truthfully don't want to hear it. | |
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