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| Mateo the Great: I'm seeking to speak with a man named 'Farmer Chuck'. | |
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| Ultra Smooth Chuck: *Whew* Close one there. What, did he knock up your mom or something. | |
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| Mateo the Great: Iknau zemius! Wrektho ra! | |
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| Mateo the Great: Speak not as such in regards to my mother, degenerate. | |
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| Ultra Smooth Chuck: G....kck..... ... .ah... ....pl.. pl.... ...rrr.. | |
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