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| Hey there, why don't you keel over and die so I can eat you? | |
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| Geez, that's a mean thing to say. | |
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| ... Are you gay or something? | |
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| I don't think so, but sometimes I wonder. | |
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| What would you taste like anyways? | |
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| Umm, I guess it'd be kind of like tabacco and urine. | |
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