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| What the hell happened to your butt? | |
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| I had my first day of rodeo clown trianing | |
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| Wait...don't tell me..you went inside that machine in the basement.... | |
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| Yeah how did you know? It said it would tell me the best job I am suited for... | |
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| Man...you idiot...Junior bought that machine on Ebay...it has a software defect...it's supposed to SUIT you for a job....not the other way around!...ha ha RODEO CLOWN! | |
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