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| Yeah, me too. This lawyerin' shore is thirsty work. Make it Crown Royal, and bring me the bag. I make 'em into puppets. Did you have killer viruses? | |
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| No, but we got killer weed, man. Iraqi gold. The best. | |
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| Awright, put me down for a nickel bag and meet me around back after the execution. | |
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