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| I'm looking for that insane cartoonist, Buttonman. He dropped a 30 ton sperm whale on top of me. | |
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| How did I get in the desert? | |
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| There are park benches everywhere. Talk to the prop department. Now, not to repeat myself. Where is Buttonman? | |
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| Last time I saw him, he was talking to Chris Black over at the Burger King. Please don't kill me. | |
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| If you see either of them, tell them I'm looking for both of them. Got it? | |
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| Got it. Now I'm going back to my stamp collection where it's safe. | |
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