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| Aww, come on. Maybe I got you something really, really good! | |
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| Like... um.... a pretty puppy... or um... some candy, or a cake shaped like, uh.... a.... hammer. | |
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| Hah! I knew it was a hammer! And then you hit me with the hammer, knock me out, and shave off more of my beard. Nuh uh. Not falling for it. | |
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| Curse my psychotic devotion to my dominant idiom! | |
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