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| Could he be right? Did I have nothing to do with hooking up with my own wife? | |
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| Ultra Smooth Chuck: Hey bro! Don't look so worried! I'm just here makin' sure we stay a smooth as a lubed boob dude. | |
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Look out behind ya, bitch! Concussion blast like a motherfucker.
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I'd say the plot thickens, but what plot?
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| Married Autobot Chuck: Someone explain to me what's going on here... | |
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| Alienated Chuckles: Sorry. That trendy scumbag was getting on my nerves. | |
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