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Our hero makes his way home to his family.
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| Married Autobot Chuck: Man I feel better. | |
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| Married Autobot Chuck: I just need to get back in the presence of my loved ones. | |
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| Chester: Whipped, whipped? Is it once more the southern pussywhipped wooping Chuck? Or even the crying castrated girly-chook that I hear? | |
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TO BE CONTINUED... ...hopefully.
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| Married Autobot Chuck: Bloody L! Not you again! | |
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| Chester: Oh, forgive me. Did you need to go home and clean your vagina with the Mrs? | |
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