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| Um, sorry about that getting frustrated with you thing. I just don't like losing at games.. to idiots.. | |
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| It's fine Huber Stank. I keep my pain on the flipside. | |
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| So, umm, we're still friends right? | |
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| You bent. Just like on Mr.Rogers hood. | |
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| Good to know. I'll be going now. | |
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| Don't forget to write Mr.Clemens. I get lonely on those long easter nights. | |
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